Forbidden Passion

Chapter 372 I Think I just Can't Be Good to You.

They stepped into the elevator, and the office buzzed with excitement as the women gathered to chat.

"Did you hear what Mr. Reynolds said? I bet he and Ms. Ziegler have already met the parents."

"Looks like Ms. Ziegler's in the driver's seat now."

"Why call her a lover? I think she's Mr. Reynolds' wife. Look at her confidence. Could a mere lover act like that?"

"Not so sure. Some people are good at playing games," a sarcastic voice cut in, and everyone turned to see Madison. Madison stood there, looking smug. "Don't overestimate Phoebe. She's just a mistress who got lucky."

Everyone exchanged glances, some eager for gossip. "Madison, you're Mr. Reynolds' sister. Got any inside scoop? Spill it."

Drama lovers are everywhere.

Madison had been feeling left out lately. Vanessa didn't take her to the film set, and she was sidelined at Queen Entertainment. People were polite but never included her. Feeling isolated, Madison seized the chance to fit in.

So, she exaggerated stories about Phoebe and Theodore, conveniently leaving out that Phoebe was Theodore's legal wife, making everyone despise Phoebe.

Everyone was shocked. One woman asked, "So what's the deal with Mr. Reynolds and Miss Fitzroy now?"

All eyes turned to Madison.

feelings are back. Just wait; Theodore will dump

shrugged, whispering to the others, "Gotta

the elevator, not taking John

do you want? If you hit me, you're out of here tomorrow." John, towering at 6 feet, intimidated Madison

Ms. Ziegler is Mr. Reynolds' legal wife,

hadn't gotten into Theodore's bed and used the child

John was furious. "You!"

but here's some

have Ms. Ziegler, I wouldn't care to stay,"

out. She leaned closer. "No way. Do you also like someone like

away, frowning. "Madison, watch your mouth. Don't slander Ms.

"So what if I insult her?

John glared,

of getting mad? You won't hit

over the edge. He grabbed her by the neck and pinned her against the elevator wall, his voice cold. "Say that again!" Madison was terrified. She hadn't expected John to

scratches on John's hand. He leaned in closer, tightening his grip. "Madison, others might fear you, but I don't. Speak

breath, slid down the elevator wall, coughing violently. "John Wolf, you won't get

doors opened, and John walked out without looking back,

arrogance. Besides her status, she had nothing to

to behave in over twenty years, John decided to teach

International Finance Center, which was filled with