Forbidden Passion

Chapter 172 I'm Already Head over Heels

Phoebe was invited to attend the event and this time she had learned from her past experience. She arrived at Mantua Stadium three hours early, and compared to the first performance, there were even more fans and media present today. Phoebe was not a celebrity, so she didn't walk the red carpet but entered directly through the staff entrance.

Having learned from Vanessa's previous spectacle, she chose to wear a light coffee-colored suit paired with black vintage loafers today. Her outfit was both professional and stylish, and even her hair was styled in a high ponytail, making her look like a powerful CEO.

All the participants were getting their makeup done backstage, where each group was assigned a stylist. When Phoebe arrived, everyone was busy. A makeup artist was applying makeup to Noah Myers when someone recognized her. Just as they were about to call out to Noah Myers, Phoebe raised her index finger to her lips in a shushing gesture.

When Noah Myers opened his eyes after having his eyeliner applied, he was both surprised and pleased to see Phoebe. "Phoebe, when did you get here? Why didn't you call me?" He asked.

Phoebe smiled broadly. "I just got here."

Myers's makeup wasn't finished yet. The makeup artist was still applying lip gloss to him. The

makeup was done, he quickly stood up to let his teammates get their turn. He stood next to Phoebe, towering over her. His stage makeup was a bit heavy, and the enchanting blue eye makeup gave his eyes an alluring charm. "You look very nice today. Your fans are going to go crazy," Phoebe

blinked, as if he was flirting with her. "What about you, Phoebe? Will you go

and laughed. "Hmm, I'm already head

shyly, then realized he had hair gel in his hair and quickly put

was about to start, and the cameraman came in to interview the

production team also invited investors. When Phoebe arrived at the front stage, some acquaintances came over to greet her. They stood and chatted for a while before the stage lights dimmed, and

few jokes, eliciting laughter from the audience and effectively warming up the atmosphere before moving on to the main event. There was an empty seat next to Phoebe. As the lights dimmed, a shadow fell overhead. Looking to the side, Phoebe saw a man in a black suit taking the seat next to her. The stage lights illuminated his handsome

company and thought I'd

taken aback. "Isn't the Vanderbilt family in the industrial sector? Why the sudden

this idea for a while. It was just recently that I found the right opportunity. Phoebe,