The man''s broad shoulders and long legs made the break room seem even more cramped as he entered, still wearing the pajamas fromst night. The clothes were wrinkled, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance. Phoebe''s gaze settled on his handsome face, noticing the faint stubble on his chin indicating he hadn''t shaved and the stark redness of bloodshot eyes. There was a palpable weariness about him.@@novelbin@@


    She had seldom seen him like this; even when shareholders had conspired to oust him from the operations of Reynolds Group, he had not looked so worn down. Theodore strode in with his long legs and took a seat at the long table. "Get me a coffee," he ordered.


    Phoebe pursed her lips, fetched two cups of coffee, and pushed one towards him, cradling her own as she sat down across the table. A heavy silence filled the air, punctuated only by the asional sip of coffee.


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