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!

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

She seethed with hatred.

she had imagined. It was her own fault for not controlling her mouth, for threatening her with acting.

of the supermarket in the distance. She reluctantly gave up on this

Holding her waist with

in her chair and casually shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry, you're late. I've already

hardly believe that Phoebe would go back on her word. She roared in

"I said you were late, so you were late, Miss Fitzroy. Listen to Professor Clark's class properly, act in

like Vanessa, you had to strike at her weak point

worth it

mouth apart. This bitch Phoebe, someday,

her hands on the desk and said, "Phoebe, I've known Theodore for twelve years. We

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