Forbidden Passion

Chapter 112 Navigating the Entertainment Industry.

"Theodore, breakfast is ready. Wake up and eat."

Impatiently, he shrugged off her hand, his voice hoarse. "Go away, don't bother me!"

Phoebe, accustomed to his attitude, coldly picked up the remote control for the curtains and pressed the button to open them. The curtains slowly parted, allowing the glaring sunlight to shine in.

She turned and left the room, just as the door closed behind her, she heard Theodore's angry roar from inside, "Phoebe, you're asking for trouble!"

Phoebe quickly grabbed her bag and ran in her newly bought heeled sandals before the man could come after her in a fit of anger.

At ten in the morning, Phoebe finished her morning meeting and left the conference room. John followed closely behind her, reporting today's schedule.

lazily leaning On the sofa, it seemed like he was waiting for her.

the coffee table, raising an eyebrow as she looked

pushed it towards her.

the duty-free shop with Vanessa. She didn't look

compromised and

deserted island this time. But if there's another time, Miss Fitzroy, I trust you

"Are you threatening

choice, it doesn't mean you're entirely

"You!"

demand things from the company's perspective. You can continue with your water skiing, or continue to cause trouble for me, but I won't squander

me like this?" Vanessa stood up, pointing at her angrily, "Everything you have today is just a result of sleeping your way to the top. How

Theodore's wife, just based on being the artistic director of QUEEN Entertainment. If you are not convinced, you can beg him to replace me. Otherwise, as long as I'm in this position, you will be under