Forbidden Passion

Chapter 75 Love Ambitions.

Theodore stood in front of John, naturally not missing the delight on his face. He didn't admit that he felt a twinge of jealousy, arrogantly nodded, and walked past him into the director's office. Seeing the lingering smile on Phoebe's lips, he furrowed his brows and said, "Don't smile at people randomly." Why was she so cold at home, yet so happy outside? Was he a dangerous predator? Phoebe caught sight of him and froze her smile. She responded lightly, "Am I not allowed to smile?"

Theodore's original intention was that she looked beautiful when she smiled, and he was afraid that John might have other ideas about her. But being retorted by Phoebe like this, his expression became even more terrifying than a thunderstorm. "Phoebe, have you become so audacious?"

Phoebe pursed her lips and looked at him. This unpredictable Theodore was the only version she could deal with without any burden. "Mr. Reynolds, are you here just to oversee whether I smile or not?"

Theodore silently stared at her for two seconds and then said, "I heard that you sent Vanessa to participate in a wilderness survival show?"

Phoebe's heart turned cold. No wonder he came to her, it turned out he was here to demand answers on behalf of his beloved.

like a fleeting moment, and Phoebe felt disappointed. "Yes, Miss Fitzroy needs more exposure. Since you dote on her and cater to her every whim, I had no choice but to play the villain and let

that her hands are meant

so unwilling to let

Theodore's deep voice contained an unidentifiable anger. "I'm trying

providing you with my opinions, Mr. Reynolds. If you're not satisfied with me as the director, feel free to replace me. Otherwise, please refrain from constantly interfering with my work." Phoebe showed no fear

moment.

to work, she was always diligent and never slackened. But now, because of Vanessa's repeated interference in her decisions, Theodore had forced her

asked a question, yet she had blown it out of proportion. Theodore's emotions

her chin slightly and met his sharp gaze without backing down. Just as Theodore's anger seemed poised to erupt into violence, she tilted her head and remarked, "Mr. Reynolds, you're making this difficult for me." Theodore gritted his teeth,

the future, but I hope