Forbidden Passion

Chapter 238 A Balancing Act: Struggles and Sacrifices

Phoebe was still extremely busy, trying to secure more resources for the artists in her company. She had to navigate between major brands and film companies every day. Previously, she had been Theodore's personal secretary, accompanying him to various parties and never once being forced to drink.

Now that she was in charge herself, she had to go to great lengths to secure better resources. Most businessmen she dealt with weren't gentlemen, but rather wolves.

Phoebe could easily fend off those with ill intentions by mentioning that she was Theodore's wife, but she didn't want to rely on that. She wanted to prove herself and elevate QUEEN Entertainment to greater heights through her own abilities. Luckily, John was clever and constantly shielded her from unwanted advances and excessive drinking. Phoebe only then realized that he had an astonishingly high alcohol tolerance and could handle his liquor.

But even someone who could hold their liquor had their limits. If someone intentionally made things difficult, no one could withstand the mix of red wine, white wine, and beer.

Phoebe helped John out of the dinner party, as he stumbled and leaned on her. John, clearly drunk, asked her, "Miss Adams, did Mr. Grey agree to give me an audition opportunity?" Despite his incoherent speech, he was still concerned about the audition. Phoebe felt both touched and sad.

QUEEN Entertainment was still struggling to establish itself, and everyone wanted to take advantage of them. Just getting an audition opportunity could drive a person to stomach issues due to excessive drinking.

yes, he agreed. Don't worry about it. I'll

finally felt at ease and worryingly said, "Miss Adams, don't worry about me. I can still drink,

eyes welled up, and tears welled up in an instant. "Yeah, yeah, I know you can drink. Alright, I'll go

a pharmacy. She went inside and bought hangover medicine, only to find John

a warm breeze and brushed against Phoebe's face. Standing on the steps, she stared at the young man lying on the bench, feeling a wave

bag of medicine tightly and silently vowed to make QUEEN Entertainment strong. By then, they wouldn't have to beg

to wake him up, as the hangover would make him feel even worse. She took off her

around, and there were hardly any vehicles on the streets in the early hours

to John, working on her

car and walked towards Phoebe, the bright

in awe, Phoebe almost lost her ability to speak. "Why did you come here?"