Kristoff looked up and saw Theodore by the dining table. He jumped up, almost knocking over his chair. "Mr. Reynolds." Theodore stared at him intensely.


    Kristoff stood stiffly, hands pressed against his pants, looking at Theodore like he was a predator.


    Phoebe gave Kristoff a reassuring look, patting the seat next to her. "Kristoff, please have a seat. And Mr. Reynolds, go easy on him. He''s just a good guy." Having conversed with Kristoff before, Phoebe was aware of his admiration for Theodore. Not wanting to crush his hopes, she decided to intervene. Theodore frowned, thinking Phoebe must be blind to be interested in someone like Kristoff.


    Sensing the tension, Kristoff quickly offered the seat next to Phoebe. "Mr. Reynolds, please sit here."@@novelbin@@


    Seeing Kristoff''s quick thinking, Theodore sat next to Phoebe. "What were you looking at just now?"


    Kristoff was about to answer when Phoebe cut in, "Kristoff took a picture of the sunset earlier. It turned out well."


    "Really? Have you studied photography?" Theodore asked, a hint of jealousy in his voice.


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