"Love?!" Jennifer's voice shot up, sharp enough to make anyone's ears ring. "A toy like you thinks you can talk about love with Mr. Nelson?! You must have a death wish!"
At the same time, Jennifer lunged at Stephanie again, her hand raised high, ready to deliver another slap.
Stephanie braced herself with her eyes squeezing shut, waiting for the sting of fresh pain.
But the expected blow never landed. Instead, she heard a dull thud. Cautiously opening her eyes, Stephanie saw that Theodore, who had seemed ready to walk out of the warehouse without a second thought, had come back and caught Jennifer's wrist before she could strike.
"Mr. Nelson?!"
"Theodore?!"
Both Jennifer and Ian were equally shocked, their voices betraying their surprise.
But Theodore ignored them, his gaze fixed on
