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."

clenched his fist, and the others patted his

at David, Phoebe pushed the door open and entered. Theodore stood by the

walked to the bedside, looking at the still-unconscious Vanessa with a hint

had recently formed an unbreakable bond with the hospital, taking turns lying in it. Her gaze fell on Vanessa's right leg, which

from her internal injuries, her leg wouldn't be

the window, walked over slowly, and stopped two steps

smiled coldly. "Phoebe, Vanessa got hurt. Are you

frowned. "What do you

that? If you were, why didn't you

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!" Phoebe

told her to be careful and not fall from the

glared at

wanted to suppress her, I have plenty of

"You!" Theodore was livid.

you? Mr. Reynolds, you're not important enough for me to deal with a rival." Theodore's temples throbbed with anger. He tightened his grip, watching her face turn red from lack of

senses and pushed her away. Phoebe, in high heels, stumbled

to help her but

numbing her nerves. She heard Theodore, suppressing

her eyes, holding back tears. She propped herself

Theodore punched the glass,

Phoebe leaned against the wall, gasping in