Forbidden Passion

Chapter 680 Owe Him a Lifetime!

Outside the restaurant, Theodore leaned against a pillar, messing around on his phone. Wesley stood next to him, sneaking glances every now and then.

Lately, Wesley had been at the company and knew Theodore was chasing after Phoebe, sending her flowers and snacks every day. He didn't expect the big-shot CEO to be so blunt and old-school about it. "Why are you still here?" Theodore's deep voice broke Wesley's thoughts.

Wesley scratched his head. "Waiting for Ms. Ziegler."

"You're not famous yet. No one's gonna recognize you on the street. Just call a cab and head home," Theodore said, sounding cold.

Wesley felt a sting from those words.

"I'll be famous soon. Then I'll be a big deal at Superstar Entertainment and make a ton of money for Ms. Ziegler," Wesley said, his face flushing.

Theodore gave him a cold look. "Do you like her?"

Wesley panicked, not wanting Theodore to see him as competition. He quickly shook his head. "Ms. Ziegler is beautiful. Everyone at the company likes her. I'm no different, but it's not the same as your feelings." The coldness in Theodore's eyes faded. "Call a cab and go. Stop playing dumb."

"Who's playing dumb?" Wesley's face turned red with embarrassment. He bit his lip. "I just wanted to say goodbye to Ms. Ziegler."

"I'll tell her," Theodore said indifferently.

Wesley was left speechless.

Seeing Theodore's growing impatience, Wesley turned and walked into the night.

He wasn't scared of Theodore; he just didn't want to cause trouble for Ms. Ziegler.

and saw only Theodore outside the restaurant. She walked over, unsure how

nervous. Are you planning to stab me in the heart next?" Phoebe lowered her eyes, thinking about how he had hurt her many times before. But she didn't want to bring

got defensive. "I've never met a woman as

want to forgive you easily, but

took a deep breath. "It's late. Mr. Reynolds,

take you home," Theodore

the way." Phoebe paused. "I don't live at Golden Apartment anymore, Mr. Reynolds. We're not on

"Mr. Reynolds."

live; if I want to, it's on the way," Theodore

silent

tell him where her new place

up in the black

of the safe. It's yours. Take it." When Phoebe was struggling for funds abroad, she never thought of selling

the light above casting shadows on the veins of his hand. He said softly, "I'm planning to

nothing," Theodore said quietly, like he

out to take it. She said, "Since you put it that way, I'll accept it. Mr. Reynolds, we haven't owed each other anything for a long time." Theodore's hand was now empty. He curled his fingers slightly, then slowly lowered his hand to his

stood still, watching him turn and

so Phoebe couldn't see inside, but she

looked at Phoebe's slender figure, his

him a romance, a child, a home,

Noomi rushed over, hugging her

Phoebe wasn't worried about her kids getting their clothes dirty. She smiled and asked, "What

helped

"I helped Grandma