Theodore was furious. "So, when you can''t handle something, you''d rather let him drink for you thane find me?"@@novelbin@@


    His anger seemed sudden, and Phoebe couldn''t understand. "This is my job. Can everything be solved by finding you? Even if it''s solved this time, what about next time? Or the time after that? Should I keep bothering you because of my job?" Theodore''s chest heaved heavily. He knew she was right, but he was still angry. Was it a bother to find him?


    "Phoebe, what am I to you?" Theodore stared at her, anger brewing in his gaze.


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