Forbidden Passion

Chapter 244 We don't know who will win the game in the future

Upon hearing Vanessa's wicked thoughts about Prof. Clark, she was so angry that she didn't know what to say. "Fine, everyone in the world is wrong except for you. Come or not, it's up to you."

"I will definitely come. But I'm at the supermarket now, come and pick me up," Vanessa said confidently.

Phoebe couldn't help but laugh. 'Why would I come to pick you up?""

"You're not picking me up, so I won't go back to class. Miss Ziegler, make up your mind. Theodore invested five billion in Mr. Black's movie, and if I don't act well, that five billion will go down the drain." Vanessa threatened. Phoebe sneered and said, "I've recorded it. If you don't show up at the company in twenty minutes, I'll send the recording to Mr. Reynolds. You're on your own."

Vanessa stuttered, "...Phoebe, you despicable little..."

Before she could finish her insult, Phoebe hung up the phone with a smack. A smirk lifted the corners of her mouth. She tried to manipulate her with such tricks. She was just dreaming!

in her phone, Vanessa almost had a fit of rage. She wasn't sure if Phoebe had actually recorded their conversation, but she couldn't take the risk. If Phoebe did send the recording to Theodore, her image

She seethed with hatred.

It was her own fault for not controlling her mouth, for threatening her with acting. She had foolishly handed Phoebe a weapon to

at the entrance of the supermarket in the

the office of the CEO at QUEEN Entertainment. Holding her waist with one hand and leaning on the desk with the other, she glared

her shoulders. "Sorry, you're late. I've already

Vanessa could hardly believe that Phoebe would go back

at her with a hint of malice in her eyes and said, "I said you were late, so you were late, Miss Fitzroy. Listen to Professor Clark's class properly, act in Mr. Black's movie well, and don't let the five billion that

had to strike at her

not worth it

Phoebe's mouth apart. This bitch Phoebe, someday, she would make her

breath and suppressed her anger and resentment. She placed her hands on the desk and said, "Phoebe, I've known Theodore for twelve years. We won't become