Milton''s eyes stuck on Phoebe, giving a nod to her sharp mind and quick moves. "I ain''t sure who''s gunning for Mr. Ziegler, but it''s clear as day that in this game between Theodore and Bishop, Mr. Ziegler''s already been yed as a pawn." The term "pawn" hit Phoebe hard, stirring up a mix of sadness and dread.


    Just as she was about to step back, the office door flew open. The secretary''s voice followed, "Mr. Reynolds, you can''t go in. Mr. Dous is with a very important guest."


    Everyone froze, inside and out.


    Theodore stood in the doorway, ring at Milton and Phoebe on the couch. They were super close, faces almost touching, and the vibe was all kinds of weird, like his sudden entrance had crashed a private moment.


    The secretary, standing behind Theodore, wished she could unsee the whole thing. Was this really her business?


    She tried to keep it together, even though she was shaking inside.@@novelbin@@


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