Theodore brushed off Donovan''s rambling and shot back, "Where''s Phoebe?"


    Donovan, just as icy, replied, "She''s like thirty minutes away from your fancy shindig. If she wants to show, she won''t bete."


    He paused, then added, "If she doesn''t show before the party kicks off, it means she ain''ting. Mr. Reynolds, how about a little wager?"


    Theodore''s brow furrowed. "What did you do to her?"@@novelbin@@


    Donovan sneered, "I''m her brother. You think I''d hurt her? Mr. Reynolds, if Phoebe doesn''t show, I hope you can let her go."


    Theodore''s grip on his phone tightened, his face darkening. "Donovan, where is Phoebe?"


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