Phoebe, with a start, suddenly straightened her posture and cast her gaze towards the entrance of the room. There, like an imposing statue, stood Theodore. His presence wasmanding, reminiscent of a stern guardian deity, silently watching over everything. "John, could you please hand me those eye drops?" She requested, extending her hand to receive the small bottle from him.


    Theodore''s position in the room gave him a clear view of the exchange. He noticed Phoebe''s delicate fingertip brush against John''s fingers as she took the bottle. This seemingly insignificant touch caused Theodore''s brow to furrow, and his expression darkened noticeably.@@novelbin@@


    John, who was already somewhat ufortable, felt even more uneasy under Mr. Reynolds'' grim gaze. The tone of Theodore''s silence was almost usatory, as if he suspected that John and Phoebe were engaged in some illicit affair. Phoebe handed him a file, "Please take this to HR for archiving, and thank you for the eye drops. They do help relieve fatigue."


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