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?"

looked at the guests either chatting or leaving and nodded graciously, "Sure,

for Ms. Ziegler

sink, looking at herself in the mirror. She bit her lip hard and lowered her head to

washed her hands three times, scrubbing them

gradually leaving. Phoebe immediately spotted Theodore standing at the

made him stand out in the crowd, making

her closer, saying, "I've arranged to have a meal with

said, "What does your plan have to do with

the intermediary," Theodore said, pulling Phoebe along without giving her a chance to refuse. They arrived

of them got in, heading to a

lights, surrounded by tables

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

and handed it to Stanley, "Mr.

ordered some dishes, and then passed the menu to Phoebe, saying, "Phoebe,

slight smile, "I like everything you ordered.

natural interaction, saying, "Mr. Rogers seems to

lot, and after submitting our assignments, we'd go for a barbecue. Over time, I naturally learned what she likes. But Mr. Reynolds, you

them reflected the lights, the water rippling

"What do you mean?"

"I thought someone as wealthy as Mr. Reynolds would have late-night snacks

chuckled, but Theodore pinched the back of her hand, seemingly warning her. Remembering

smile, "Even wealthy people don't live on air. Mr. Rogers,

Stanley was speechless.

to chat calmly with Stanley. Aside from the initial veiled remarks, they actually agreed on many

atmosphere became very