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.

other girls. "Can you give us

we'll step out," the girls said, filing out

injuries aren't too bad. A thick layer of foundation should cover the scars, or else you wouldn't be able

Fitzroy said my private contract was against the rules and told me to drop the role. She won't let me

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

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

felt this desperate even when Madison was scratching her

her shoulder. "Don't cry. I'll figure something out. Are these scratches from

piss her off. She's gunning for me everywhere. She even went to Ms.

locked eyes with

further evidence; Madison's erratic actions spoke volumes. Madison thought she was slick, thinking booting Grace from Queen Entertainment would

was one thing Madison failed to comprehend: the truth

Phoebe wouldn't have wanted to get

some meds. Don't 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 let this crap

Phoebe as she walked

at Vanessa's office, which used to be her office, but now it felt

out everything Phoebe used and bought a whole

anymore. You're not welcome."

you implying?" Madison sensed Phoebe's dig

eyes and spoke slowly, "You know exactly what I mean. I'm not here for you. Get

'Why didn't last night's car crash