Forbidden Passion

Chapter 417

Chapter 417 The Man Who Makes Her Hurt

After Phoebe joined Queen Entertainment, her title and salary still came from the Reynolds Group. So, to quit, she had to send her resignation to the headquarters' HR. Phoebe sent the email, turned off her phone, and collapsed onto the bed. She thought she would stay up all night, but she fell asleep right away.

She woke up in the afternoon, hungry. Staring at the familiar ceiling, she felt disoriented before checking her phone.

It was 3:30 PM, and she had an email.

Phoebe sat up, unlocked her phone, and read the email. It was from HR: [Ms. Ziegler, sorry, Mr. Reynolds does not approve your resignation!]

She read it several times before it sank in. She was instantly furious.

What was Theodore playing at?

Phoebe gritted her teeth and called HR. They answered quickly, sounding nervous. "Ms. Ziegler, we can't approve your resignation. Please don't make this hard for us." Clearly, they were covering their backs.

Phoebe sneered. "Got it."

She hung up and tossed her phone onto the bed, fuming.

Phoebe thought, 'Fine, Theodore. Think I can't leave because you said no?'

Rubbing her temples, she got out of bed, put on her slippers, and walked out. The hallway was smoky, like a scene from a fairy tale.

Covering her nose, she walked into the living room and saw Theodore on the sofa, looking grim with a half-burned cigarette. The ashtray was overflowing.

He'd been back for a while.

at him and headed to

cold

going. She opened the fridge, grabbed the

kicked him out ages ago. Why

Her behavior startled him,

at her.

on the counter, and slowly retracted her

turned to Theodore and looked him in the eye.

told her to focus on family life last night? Now that she resigned, he wouldn't approve it. Did his words mean

"Phoebe, can't you show a little humility

next life, Theodore. If you're a man, keep your word and approve my resignation." Theodore's anger flared. He stormed into

Phoebe gritted her teeth, glaring at him. "Approve it or not, I'm resigning. No way I'm working for

work under

the counter, eyeing her defiant look. "What

down. "Then it's her or me. You

her close. His breath, reeking of tobacco, hit her

grip, knowing a bit more

Killing you is easier than killing a cat. Want

blinking. She smiled faintly, a muffled laugh

you laughing at?" he

personally kill me makes my worthless

livid. He grabbed her hair, forcing her

moment, he genuinely wanted

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