Forbidden Passion

Chapter 359 You Are Not Important!

The autumn wind had a chill, lifting the hem of Phoebe's dress. Her clothes fluttered, making her look a bit frail in the autumn scenery.

Hank said, "Mr. Reynolds is the financier. This is our crew's fault, and we won't dodge responsibility. But filming has started, and delays cost money, so forget the equipment and labor. The actors have tight schedules." Phoebe nodded.

Hank, unsure of her reaction, said awkwardly, "Ms. Ziegler, honestly, Miss Fitzroy isn't fit for filming. She hasn't nailed a single scene in the past two weeks, and the other actors are complaining."

"Mr. Black, the first movie I ever watched, was directed by you. I grew up on your films and respected you greatly," Phoebe suddenly interrupted, using a respectful tone.

Hank pressed his lips together, realizing Phoebe's sudden coldness was due to his earlier comments.

Phoebe looked Hank straight in the eye and said, "I've heard you can turn a nobody into a star, Mr. Black. We sent Miss Fitzroy to you, hoping you'd make her popular. Are you saying you can't?" For the first time, Hank felt intimidated by Phoebe's gaze. He said, "That's not what I meant. I just..."

"I get it, Mr. Black. But as long as Miss Fitzroy is here, the investment stays. If she's not, the investment goes," Phoebe said, then walked away briskly.

Hank stood frozen, staring at Phoebe's retreating figure. Her commanding presence matched the female supporting role he was looking for, surprising and delighting him.

If only Phoebe would enter the entertainment industry.

Phoebe asked the nurse where Vanessa was and took the elevator upstairs. Outside the room, David and others stood up to greet her.

Phoebe waved her hand. "David, stay. The rest of you can go back."

fist, and the others

David, Phoebe pushed the door open and entered. Theodore stood by the window, lost in thought, his back cold and

looking at the still-unconscious

lying in it. Her gaze fell on Vanessa's right leg,

Vanessa recovered from her internal injuries, her leg wouldn't

Theodore by the window, walked over slowly, and stopped

coldly. "Phoebe, Vanessa got hurt. Are you

frowned. "What

Vanessa to film. Are you uncomfortable with that? If you were, why didn't you say so earlier instead of sabotaging her behind the scenes?"

and pulled her close. His hot, angry breath sprayed on her face as he growled, "How dare you curse at me? You've got some nerve!"

be careful and not fall from the wire,

Theodore glared

suppress her, I

"You!" Theodore was livid.

important enough for me to deal with a rival."

away. Phoebe, in

reached out to help her but then stood there

her nerves. She heard Theodore,

propped herself up,

the glass, shattering it like a spider

leaned against the wall,