Forbidden Passion

Chapter 54 Who Are You Insulting?

Vanessa had expected Phoebe to be angry with her defiance, but instead, she seemed calm and even taunted her. It was clear that Phoebe didn't care at all.

Feeling both angry and frustrated, Vanessa said, "Phoebe, QUEEN Entertainment is a company built by Theodore for me. Sooner or later, it will be in my hands. I advise you not to put in too much effort, or you'll only end up hurting yourself." Vanessa's words had a double meaning, and Phoebe understood what she meant.

"Don't worry, as long as I am in this position, I won't slack off. I've taken note of your suggestion," Phoebe replied.

"Hmph!" Vanessa sneered and picked up the endorsement contracts in front of her. She glanced at them briefly - one for a food product, one for sanitary napkins, and one for underwear - all brands she had never heard of. She threw the contracts in front of Phoebe and said, "Are these the endorsements you carefully selected, Miss Ziegler? Who are you insulting?"

Phoebe furrowed her brows and looked at Vanessa. "These three brands are well-known national brands. We conducted brand research, and their reputation is excellent. The endorsement fees are higher than other brands."

"Only five million dollars for an endorsement fee? As the Queen of the Piano, I won't accept anything less than ten million dollars," Vanessa said as she stood up and prepared to leave.

Phoebe watched her walk away, and her gaze turned slightly sly. "Forgive me for speaking frankly, although you won the Chopin International Piano Competition, your fame in the country is not much stronger than a D-list celebrity. You can take off your mask and try walking down the commercial street to see how many people recognize you."

humiliated by Phoebe's words. She turned around, walked to the office desk, and leaned on it with her hands. She looked

my popularity? Didn't you see it at the airport that

curled slightly and then stretched out. There seemed to be remnants of the pain from being trampled

investors need to see it,"

Seeing the caller ID, her fingers curled

"Mr. Reynolds."

can come to

it was evident that she couldn't refuse the boss's summons. Taking the elevator

Theodore sitting close together on

not landing on Theodore. "Mr. Reynolds, did you call

raised his chin. "Have a

sat on the couch opposite them, and Theodore began, "I heard that you picked a few endorsements

Miss Fitzroy wasn't