Forbidden Passion

Chapter 718 We Wealthy People Don't Survive on Dew

Phoebe's face darkened. She tried to pull her hand away forcefully, but couldn't free it from Theodore's grasp; instead, he held it even tighter.

She angrily said, "Let go of me!"

Not only did Theodore not release her, but he also placed her hand on his thigh, making Phoebe too scared to move.

She glared at Theodore, saying, "Stop!"

Theodore raised an eyebrow, not feeling that this overly intimate gesture was inappropriate at all. He leaned towards her and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "We can do something else." As he spoke, Theodore moved her hand further inward.

Phoebe was terrified by Theodore's action, unable to believe that he would be so shameless in public.

She didn't dare to move, feeling waves of heat rushing to her face, blushing so hard she felt like she could bleed. After almost three years, she was still shocked by Theodore's shamelessness.

Phoebe stayed still, but Theodore didn't. His fingers interlocked with hers, his thumb gently stroking the back of her warm hand.

A proper gesture, but when Theodore did it, it had a seductive undertone.

The film on stage changed one after another, but Phoebe barely paid attention to what was being said, only vaguely remembering the lead actors.

When the screening ended and the lights came on, Phoebe quickly pulled her hand back and stood up with the other guests. "I need to go to the restroom."

Saying that, Phoebe hurriedly left there.

Theodore watched Phoebe's retreating figure with amusement, his palm still tingling with the sensation of her soft touch. He put his hands in his pockets and said to Stanley, "Mr. Rogers, If you don't mind, how about having a meal?"

guests either chatting or leaving and

for Ms. Ziegler

looking at herself in the mirror. She bit her lip hard and lowered her head to repeatedly wash her hands under

that felt anything but when he did it. Phoebe pumped soap and washed her hands three times, scrubbing them red before she finally felt less ashamed. Phoebe took a deep breath

Phoebe immediately spotted Theodore standing at the entrance, chatting

the crowd, making it hard not

walked over slowly. Theodore reached out and pulled her closer, saying, "I've arranged to have a meal with your

frowned and said, "What does your

to refuse. They arrived at the entrance of Todi Stadium just as Stanley was saying

the three of them got in, heading

had a serene environment, with a large swimming pool in the middle reflecting the lights, surrounded by tables and chairs spaced far apart, adorned with warm yellow fairy

waiter led them to a side of the terrace. Phoebe wanted to sit next to Stanley, but Theodore

took the menu from the waiter, and handed it to Stanley, "Mr. Rogers,

menu, quickly ordered some dishes, and then passed the menu

like everything you ordered. We can add more

"Mr.

his chair, saying with a gentle smile, "We used to work on projects together a lot, and after submitting our assignments, we'd go for a barbecue. Over time, I naturally learned what she likes. But Mr. Reynolds, you surprise

reflected the lights, the water

"What do you mean?"

"I thought someone as wealthy as Mr. Reynolds would

back of her hand, seemingly warning her. Remembering the scene at the venue, she

"Even wealthy people don't live

Stanley was speechless.

chat calmly with Stanley. Aside from the initial veiled remarks,

atmosphere