Forbidden Passion

Chapter 473 The Truth Cannot Be Faked

Phoebe strolled into the company, and bam, Carol yanked her aside, whispering some juicy gossip, "Ms. Ziegler, guess what? Grace got smacked around by Miss Reynolds again." Phoebe's eyes widened, her head pounding. "What the heck happened?"

Carol shrugged. "No clue. They were just talking, then boom, fists started flying. Miss Reynolds threw the first punch, and man, she was brutal, almost clawed Grace's face off." "I'm heading down to check it out," Phoebe said, spinning on her heel.

Carol hollered after her, "Ms. Ziegler, don't get mixed up in this. Miss Reynolds is the princess of the Reynolds Group. Messing with her is a one-way ticket to trouble." Phoebe stepped into the elevator, not even glancing back.

Carol watched the doors close, letting out a heavy sigh. She kicked herself for dragging Phoebe to the cafeteria yesterday. If this blew up, Phoebe would piss off Madison before even tying the knot with the Reynolds. What a disaster! Phoebe rode the elevator down and walked into Queen Entertainment. The place was spotless, just like she left it, but something felt off now.

This was Vanessa's turf.

Everyone froze when they saw Phoebe and greeted her in unison, "Ms. Ziegler, morning."

Phoebe flashed a smile. "Where's Grace?"

"Grace is in the artist's lounge," someone piped up.

Phoebe nodded, still smiling, and headed to the lounge.

Inside, a bunch of young girls were huddled around Grace, gossiping. When they heard footsteps, they clammed up.

Phoebe walked in and saw Grace with messy hair and a few scratches on her face. Phoebe frowned. "You okay?" Seeing Phoebe, Grace's eyes welled up with tears. She shook her head and looked down, not saying a word.

to the other girls. "Can you give us

step out," the girls said, filing out and closing

to Grace, checking out her face. "Good thing the injuries aren't too bad. A thick layer of foundation

Grace's tears started to fall. She looked helplessly at Phoebe. "Phoebe, Ms. Fitzroy said my private contract was against the rules and told me to drop the role. She won't let

it didn't apply to Grace. They had only gone for an audition yesterday and

baseless but also potentially damaging to Grace's career. "Yeah, Phoebe, what do I do? I shouldn't have signed with Queen

hadn't felt this desperate even when Madison was scratching her

patted her shoulder. "Don't cry. I'll figure something out.

I did to piss her off. She's gunning for me everywhere. She even went to Ms. Fitzroy to convince her not to let me act. She said

locked eyes

spoke volumes. Madison thought she was slick, thinking booting Grace from Queen Entertainment would solve

Madison failed to comprehend: the truth can't be faked, and lies can't become the

Phoebe wouldn't have wanted to get involved. But now, Madison

let that pretty face get messed up. I'll go have a word with Vanessa." Phoebe stood up and, at the door, turned back to look at Grace. She said, "Grace, hang in there. Don't

up, staring blankly at Phoebe as she

which used to be her office,

used and bought a whole new

up, glaring. "Phoebe, what are you doing here? Queen Entertainment isn't your playground anymore. You're not welcome."

you implying?" Madison sensed Phoebe's dig and got

know exactly what I mean. I'm

'Why didn't last night's car