Walking behind them, Theodore couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his eye. He stared at the back of Phoebe's head, amazed at how she held onto every harsh word he said that day. Mary's eyes widened, "Ms. Ziegler, you must be kidding. You look like you just stepped out of a magazine!"@@novelbin@@

"Ms. Watson, thanks, but I have to accept that I'm getting older, or someone might think I'm trying to act young," Phoebe replied.

Mary was amused by her, and the two of them walked into the elevator laughing and chatting. Mary pressed the button, and the doors opened. They stepped inside, with Theodore and Noah following. Theodore stood in the elevator, hands in his pockets, his eyes fixed on Phoebe's face, tracing her features without shame.

"I wonder what product Ms. Ziegler uses. It seems effective. I should get some for my mom. She'd love it," Theodore said.

Mary glanced at Theodore, thinking he was joking, but his serious face said otherwise.

Mary was speechless. With such low emotional intelligence, no wonder Phoebe left him back then.

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