Forbidden Passion

Chapter 445 Congratulations on Getting What You Wished For

"Congrats, Miss Fitzroy," Phoebe said, shaking Vanessa's hand with a genuine smile.

Phoebe had been worried about the delay in transferring Queen Entertainment to Vanessa, but now she could relax.

Vanessa sighed in relief. Since Queen Entertainment was hers, she could finally stand tall in front of Phoebe.

As Vanessa shook Phoebe's hand, she flashed a smile as sharp as Medusa's gaze. "Thanks, Ms. Ziegler. Looking forward to your guidance."

"Forget the guidance," Phoebe said, pulling her hand back, wishing she could disinfect it. "I've got nothing to do here, so excuse me, I'll head upstairs to work."

Phoebe emphasized "upstairs," enjoying the way Vanessa's face stiffened. She turned and walked out.

Theodore frowned slightly and told Vanessa, "Get familiar with things first. I have a meeting."

Before Vanessa could ask him to stay, Theodore strode out of the conference room, disappearing from sight. She clenched her fists, filled with jealousy and hatred. "Someone, push me to the director's office," she demanded coldly. Madison walked in quickly and saw Vanessa's gloomy face. "Vanessa, why aren't you happy?" she asked.

Vanessa's expression softened a bit. "No, I'm very happy."

Madison noted the disconnect but chose not to confront it, instead urging Vanessa towards the door. "Vanessa, Theodore and Phoebe are almost done. Just be patient a little longer." Vanessa's heart skipped a beat. "What's wrong?" she asked.

"Did you see the band-aid on the back of Theodore's head? Phoebe threw something at him. Their relationship has been terrible lately. They might get divorced soon," Madison whispered. Vanessa gripped the wheelchair's armrests, her mind racing with thoughts of Phoebe and Theodore's divorce. Her chance was coming.

head. What if she seriously injured him? She's so vicious," Vanessa said angrily. "Yeah, and they're

hear anything. Otherwise, she would have

at his head was practically trying to kill Theodore. Sarah would be

eyes. She beckoned Madison over and whispered a few words in her

a beat, looking troubled. "Vanessa, if Theodore

won't do anything to you. Don't you hate Phoebe,

and as the doors were closing,

Theodore's as he entered, his demeanor as icy and formidable as ever. She instinctively took two steps back, distancing herself from this

"You."

"You."

the same time, then paused. Theodore broke the silence first. "What do

glanced at the black band-aid on the back of Theodore's head. He was so tall and imposing that you

at the band-aid. "Is your head okay? Did

no hesitation in hurling objects in his direction. "It's a small injury, nothing serious," he replied casually.

her intently, prompting Phoebe to swiftly change the subject. "If you say it's nothing, then it's nothing. What did you

some other big companies are donating supplies to remote areas. This year, it's our turn to deliver them. You're coming with me," Theodore said. Phoebe knew about this. The company had a charity event every year at the end of the year. Usually, the vice president would go, but this year Theodore was going himself. "You're going personally this year?" Phoebe

"What? You don't want

going this year. Usually, the

pack up. We'll leave this

it to be so

to Phoebe, "Pack my luggage, too. I'll have Jack