Forbidden Passion

Chapter 676 I Won't Let Anyone Bully You

Theodore was seriously ticked off, staring at Milton like he was already six feet under. He smirked, "Mr. Douglas, always the ladies' man, huh? So thoughtful of everyone." Milton gave a small smile, "Mr. Reynolds, you're too kind. Ms. Ziegler, ready to go?"

Phoebe nodded slightly. Just as she was about to walk past Theodore and Milton, Theodore suddenly grabbed her wrist, his hand burning hot like it might actually scorch her skin. Phoebe instinctively tried to pull away, but he held on tight, making it impossible for her to move. She glared at him and snapped, "Mr. Reynolds, let go!"

Theodore frowned, looking annoyed, "Where are you going?"

For some reason, the more Theodore looked at Milton, the more he couldn't stand him. He'd never found Milton this irritating when they worked together before. Milton glanced at Theodore and raised an eyebrow, "Ms. Ziegler invited me to dinner. Care to join us, Mr. Reynolds?"

Before Phoebe could say no, Theodore quickly answered, "Sure, if you don't mind."

Phoebe was speechless.

"Of course not. It'd be an honor to have dinner with Mr. Reynolds." Milton looked at Theodore's big hand on Phoebe's wrist with a calm, deep gaze. "Shall we?" Theodore glanced at Phoebe, his fingers lightly squeezing her wrist before letting go.

A jolt of electricity seemed to run through her wrist, making Phoebe stiffen. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Theodore in his sharp suit, tall and slender.

Theodore noticed her shocked and reproachful look. He smirked and walked over to Milton, "Let's go, Mr. Douglas."

Milton looked at Phoebe and then walked alongside Theodore. The two seemed to have forgotten the earlier tension and were chatting happily.

Phoebe silently followed behind them.

about the same age and both young and promising, so they had plenty to talk about. Even some

would've thought they hit it off immediately and would become close friends in

and Lori were waiting in the nearby

and Guadalupe immediately reached out to take her gym bag and said, "Ms. Ziegler, I'll go get the

the car. The group left the club and headed to Golden

discussing several

the conversation reached a high point, Theodore raised his glass to toast Milton,

rim of his glass as he looked at Milton's handsome face, tinged with a slight blush. His gaze then shifted to Phoebe, who had been quietly eating, with a hint of deeper meaning. Phoebe remained quiet,

Mr. Douglas has a keen eye. Ms.

her fork tightened. She stared at the shrimp in front of her, unsure if

chuckled, "Yes, back then, Mr. Reynolds missed out on this great talent. Thanks to Ms. Ziegler's confidence in me, I've been able to work with her ever since." Milton's words

in the future." Milton caught the underlying meaning in Theodore's words and smiled at him as he said, "Mr. Reynolds, if you want to make decisions for Ms. Ziegler, you'd better ask her first, right, Ms. Ziegler?" Phoebe, who had been watching coldly, was pulled into the fray by Milton. Her

if you have

narrowed his eyes,

to other men, especially Milton. Phoebe and Milton had financial

hated the entanglement

find a way to buy out Milton's shares so that Milton could no longer use their

his glass, and continued to

surface, but there were undercurrents. Phoebe got up to pay the bill, and they stood at

drunk. Standing next to Phoebe, he suddenly swayed, and Phoebe quickly reached out to steady him. "Mr. Douglas, you've had too