The two of them strolled over to the private room. Phoebe took a deep breath, psyched herself up, and then swung the door open. Inside, there were about a dozen folks, half of them barely-dressed hostesses, and the other half were some big-shot directors from differentpanies.@@novelbin@@


    Phoebe''s eyes zeroed in on Theodore. He was cozying up with a stunning woman, and they were chatting away, the womanughing so hard she was practically shaking against his chest.


    Phoebe clenched her teeth. She marched over, and one of the directors spotted her. "Is that Ms. Ziegler? Long time no see, you''ve be even more elegant. Theodore, you''re one lucky guy," he remarked.


    Phoebe ignored him and went straight to Theodore, her voice heavy. "Get up."


    Theodore squinted his eyes open and, seeing Phoebe, shoved the woman off and grabbed Phoebe''s wrist, pulling her into his arms.


    He said, "Ms. Ziegler, have a drink with me."


    Phoebe leaned against Theodore, her forehead bumping his chin. It was hard to tell who felt more pain. She caught a whiff of mixed perfumes on Theodore and frowned deeply.


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