The man''s broad shoulders and long legs made the break room cramped as he entered, still dressed inst night''s loungewear. His clothes were wrinkled, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance. Phoebe''s gazended on his handsome face; his jaw was slightly shadowed with stubble, probably from not shaving, and his eyes were bloodshot with redness. He looked utterly worn out.


    Phoebe had rarely seen him like this, not even when the shareholders had banded together to force him out of the management of Reynolds Group had he appeared so haggard.


    Theodore strode in with his long legs and sat down at the long table,"Give me a coffee."@@novelbin@@


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