Forbidden Passion

Chapter 362 I've Spoiled You Too Much

The video call connected quickly. John and Lawton sat up straight, greeting Phoebe and Theodore.

Theodore, looking serious, asked, "What's going on?"

Lawton and John exchanged glances. Lawton, eyeing the stern Theodore, said, "John and I checked. Miss Fitzroy loosened the harness herself and fell." Theodore's expression shifted. "What did you say?"

"Eight cameras and a drone were filming. We reviewed the footage. No one else was involved," Lawton explained.

Theodore's face darkened. "Send me the footage and handle everything on set. I don't want any rumors about Vanessa."

Lawton nodded. "Got it."

The call ended. Theodore, irritated, pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and took a drag. Smoke rose into the night sky, highlighting his sharp features. Phoebe glanced at Theodore, clutching her phone.

The moonlight cast a soft glow on Theodore. He was clearly upset. Phoebe thought, 'I wouldn't be happy either if facts contradicted me.'

She stayed silent as her phone buzzed. John had sent a two-minute video showing Vanessa's fall.

After watching, both Theodore and Phoebe were quiet.

In the video, Vanessa's actions were clear. It was hard to call it an accident, and the lead actress wasn't near her.

Phoebe cleared her throat, recalling Theodore's earlier questioning. She felt embarrassed for him.

the industry. Mr. Reynolds,

sharp gaze cut through

wasting your kindness." Theodore held his cigarette, smoke curling up. He sneered. "You have ambition, but unfortunately..."

he treated Phoebe, she stayed indifferent. Sometimes,

Phoebe asked, "Unfortunately, what?"

took a drag, leaned in, and blew smoke in her face.

Phoebe was speechless.

stand. She wished she could kick him for

Phoebe stood too. "Theodore."

have I spoiled

together. "Now that it's clear, Miss Fitzroy can't film for a while. Someone needs to replace her." Theodore held the cigarette, his expression cold

clear her schedule. Mr. Clark praised her acting,"

not smoking it, just staring at

wait for Miss Fitzroy, that's fine too. You have

"Alright, Phoebe, I'll give

the

lips. Leaning in slightly, he uttered, "If you wish for your associate to grace

in anger. Her eyes were red

perfect. Luna was a female general defending the city, the emperor's

acting skills could become famous. But Vanessa, short-sighted, only cared about love. If she could secure this role for

her lower lip, determined. She had to get this role

Theodore sat by the bed, looking