Forbidden Passion

Chapter 466 Who Let Mr. Reynolds Spoil You

Grace was on the floor, trying to pick up the tray, feeling humiliated. Suddenly, a swollen hand grabbed the tray before she could. Startled, Grace looked up and saw a familiar, beautiful face.

Phoebe tossed the tray into the recycling bin, grabbed some napkins, and handed them to Grace. "Wipe yourself off," she said softly. Grace took the napkins and whispered, "Thanks."

Phoebe noticed Grace's eyes, which looked a lot like Theodore's, and was a bit surprised. It was rare to see such a resemblance.

"Come on, get up. The floor's cold," Phoebe said, extending her hand to Grace, who hesitated, eyeing her hand.

Phoebe smiled. "Does my hand look scary? It's just a little frostbite from the chilly northern weather."

Grace saw Phoebe's calm expression, not embarrassed at all. "I have some good ointment for frostbite at home. I'll bring it tomorrow," Grace offered. "Thanks," Phoebe replied.

Phoebe helped Grace up. "When I was at your place for dinner, I heard you were in school. Why are you working now?"

Grace was surprised Phoebe remembered. "My mom's sick. I need money."

Phoebe raised an eyebrow. "Got it. Which department are you in now?"

"I just signed with Queen Entertainment. Ms. Ziegler, can you help me? I really need the money," Grace pleaded, holding Phoebe's hand.

Grace had heard Queen Entertainment had great prospects and that Phoebe had recently made Noah and Claire famous. She hoped Phoebe would notice her and help her rise to fame quickly to pay for her mom's treatment.

After signing the contract, Grace discovered that Vanessa was the new talent director, and Phoebe had been relocated to the Reynolds Group headquarters a week prior. Despite her regrets, Grace had no choice but to press on anxiously. Phoebe looked her over. Grace had an exceptional appearance, and with the right grooming, she could attract a lot of fans just with her looks.

you're an

but I've been learning

earlier, I might have been able to help you achieve your

no longer under her control. If she went to Vanessa, it would only harm Grace. Plus, with Madison targeting Grace, it would

"Ms. Ziegler, please help me. I'll do

worry. Let me think about it. Change your clothes first. Even if an

Grace nodded. "Okay."

and went back to her seat. Carol glanced at her. "Ms. Ziegler,

up. "Are you mocking

"But how do you know her? Miss Reynolds has been targeting her lately, and there's a scene almost

Reynolds. This past week, she's either had soup dumped

arrogant, but bullying a stranger like Grace

anyone try to stop

Carol said, sipping her soup nonchalantly. "But Miss Reynolds mentioned Mr. Reynolds. We're all under their thumb, so even if we don't like it, we don't dare interfere." "So everyone

to show up. Why else would I invite you to the cafeteria? To

"So you planned this

"Mr. Reynolds dotes

Grace limp out of the cafeteria, a memory flashed before her eyes: Madison being harassed by Grace's father, Mason, outside the

CEO's office. Phoebe thought for a moment and sent a message to Evan. He was probably still mad at her since he didn't reply for a long time. Phoebe placed her phone on the desk. Suddenly, the office door swung open. She looked up to see Theodore striding

carrying a paper bag. Seeing her, he walked straight over and

"Is this for