Forbidden Passion

Chapter 444 Just to Torment Her

Theodore shoved Vanessa into the elevator, hit the button for the 17th floor, and the doors closed as they started going up.

Madison stood by the wheelchair, chatting nonstop. "Vanessa, how's your leg? You've lost so much weight, but you're looking more beautiful," she flattered. "Thanks," Vanessa said, touching her face and glancing shyly at Theodore.

"Theodore, come on, isn't Vanessa looking more beautiful?" Madison was trying to make Phoebe uncomfortable.

'Phoebe claimed she didn't care? Well, I'll just show her the sweetness between Theodore and Vanessa,' Madison thought to herself.

Theodore glanced at Vanessa and said, "Yeah, you're getting more beautiful."

Madison beamed. "Vanessa, you heard that. Theodore confirmed it. I'd be happy if I looked half as good as you."

They laughed and chatted while Phoebe stood alone at the back, feeling isolated.

She looked at Theodore's tall frame. There was a black band-aid on the back of his head, hidden in his thick hair. She wondered if he had a concussion from all the blood last night. Phoebe eyed Theodore's long fingers on the wheelchair's armrest and thought, 'If he didn't have a concussion, he wouldn't be picking up Vanessa just to annoy me.'

The elevator stopped at the 17th floor. Theodore pushed Vanessa out, and Madison followed. Just as Phoebe was about to press the close button, Theodore said coldly, "You come too." Phoebe's finger froze. Why did Theodore want her to come? To show off how he pampered Vanessa?

Madison turned back, smirking. "Ms. Ziegler, please."

Under their gaze, Phoebe withdrew her hand, lifted her head, and walked out of the elevator.

doors

on, curious.

He called an employee over and said,

employee hesitated, then quickly

the conference room, with Phoebe trailing behind. Suddenly, someone

turned to see John looking at her. She smiled. "I heard you resigned.

his lips together, feeling bitter. "I haven't

We've worked together for half a year, and I'll

he shook his head. "No need,

felt a bit sentimental. John's working style suited her, but she couldn't

adult world,

she walked

looked away, whispering to

paused, hearing footsteps behind her. The staff of legal

approached Theodore and Vanessa. "Mr. Reynolds, Miss Fitzroy, I've printed the transfer contract. Please review it and let me know if any changes are needed. I'll make

was transferring Queen Entertainment and all its resources to Vanessa unconditionally. From now on, Vanessa would manage Queen Entertainment without any restrictions from the parent company. While they reviewed the agreement, Phoebe, bored, took

off easily. She walked over, and Theodore handed her the

of papers and wanted to punch him. She held back,

yawned, and continued. After a few more lines, she yawned again. The agreement was read in a jumbled,

darker. He worried

yawns were contagious. Theodore hadn't slept all night. At first, he resisted, but then