Hotel private room.
Theo was sitting with Townsend on one side while Shannon and I sat on the other. "This is my friend Shannon,” I introduced.
"Hi, my name is Townsend. I'm Theo darling's childhood playmate or childhood friend." I did not even manage to introduce him. Townsend was already eager to introduce himself. The innocent smile on his face was very prominent.
Shannon seemed taken aback when she heard what he said. She parted her lips and repeated slowly, "Theo... darling?"
Townsend did not think it was any problem, however. He nodded. "Yes, that's what I always called him. It shouldn't be a big deal, right?"
Shannon shrugged and smiled. "Two adult men addressing one another that way seems very suggestive, don't you think so, President Grant?"
She deliberately aimed the question at Theo with the hopes of seeing his reaction.
All of us looked at him at this question.
Theo was stunned for a moment before he shook his head. "It doesn't matter. It's just an address."
Hearing this, Shannon turned to look at me with an expression of disbelief. I nodded to her. It was as if Theo had nothing he considered taboo when it came to Townsend.
"Okay, let's order."
"Allow me."
Townsend grabbed the menu and began selecting. "Sweet and sour fish, braised eggplant… The last dish, bitter melon, and tofu soup, suit you," he looked at me and said.
He did not forget to take a jab at me even when ordering. I had had enough.
I snorted softly. "But Theo doesn't eat bitter gourd. You ordered the wrong soup."
"Who said that? Theo darling will eat everything with me."
"We’ll see if he touches it later, then." I glanced at Theo, but he avoided my gaze, which surprised me a little.
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