Forbidden Passion

Chapter 217 Where Have You Been Cavorting?

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Brandon looked her way.

Even at a distance, Vanessa's heart skipped a beat, fearing recognition. She pretended to answer a call, averting Brandon's sharp gaze.

Satisfied with a glance, Brandon pulled the woman into a nearby residential area.

Vanessa didn't follow. Knowing which complex housed Brandon's mistress, her plan was to unwittingly lead Phoebe there and have Mrs. Reynolds catch them. Just thinking about the scene made her pulse race with excitement.

'Phoebe, just you wait. Your days are numbered!' Vanessa thought.

Phoebe stood across the street, absorbing everything - Vanessa's calculating expression didn't escape her. What she couldn't figure out was Vanessa's angle. 'Informing Mrs. Reynolds of Brandon's tryst is a thankless task, and might even draw her ire.

be dumb enough

so excited?' Phoebe thought to

aside, catching a glimpse from the corner of her eye as Vanessa hailed a taxi and sped off. Phoebe exhaled softly in relief. She didn't dare linger, lest Brandon catch her there.

a taxi back to the Reynolds Group headquarters, Phoebe paid the fare and stepped out. At the entrance of the towering

her credentials. She

business. Back when she was Theodore's personal assistant, she was almost exclusively seen in suits, distinguishable only

pants and a knotted white T-shirt revealing a glimpse of her midriff, with a

guard complimented, "You look

thumbs up and proceeded

panting slightly as she pressed the floor button and then realized

found herself locking eyes with a pair of cold,

Phoebe paused, speechless.