Chapter 757

In the early hours of the morning, Theodore sat in the penthouse, gazing down at the view through the large windows. Outside, the lights sparkled, and the bustling streets twisted and turned. Even in the dead of night, the city remained vibrant.

He reached out to touch the bottle of liquor beside him, but just as he was about to grab it, the bottle was taken away.

Theodore turned around, frowning as he extended his hand. "Give it back."

"Don't drink anymore. Your wounds haven't healed yet." Caleb forcibly took the bottle.

Theodore snapped coldly, "If you don't let me drink, do you want me to jump off the building?"

"Don't try to scare me. My heart is weak. If you jump here, I'll die of fright, and then I'll hunt you down in hell and give you a good beating," Caleb said.

Theodore chuckled. "Then I won't jump."

He had considered jumping and had almost done it, but at the last moment, Wesley stopped him.

Later, he waited for Rosalie, but no matter how long he waited, she never cam