Forbidden Passion

Chapter 569 Phoebe Investigated the Truth

Phoebe ditched work. She had too many questions buzzing in her head, and until she got some answers, there was no way she'd get any sleep.

She left the Golden Apartment and grabbed a cab to Venture Capital Firm. This place was smack dab in the middle of Kedora's famous financial street, with a skyscraper that screamed modern and high-tech. As soon as she walked in, the receptionist stopped her.

"Hey there, who are you here to see?"

Phoebe handed over a business card. "I'm Mr. Reynolds' chief secretary from the Reynolds Group. I need to see Mr. Douglas. Can you let him know?"

The receptionist glanced at the card, then at Phoebe, and picked up the phone to call the president's secretary. After a quick chat, she waved Phoebe through.

Phoebe took the elevator to the top floor. Milton's secretary was already waiting for her when she stepped out.

"Ms. Ziegler, Mr. Douglas is in a meeting. He asked me to bring you to his office to wait. He'll be with you as soon as he's done."

Phoebe nodded, "Thanks."

"You're welcome, Ms. Ziegler. This way, please!" The secretary led her to Milton's office, which was decked out in pure luxury. Phoebe sank into a custom-made Philadelphia leather sofa, and an assistant brought in coffee, setting it down in front of her.

She noticed the cup was a new Hermès product. Even though she was used to the finer things, Milton's level of opulence was next-level. The coffee probably wasn't worth as much as the cup.

Phoebe nodded at the assistant, picked up the cup, and took a sip. "Top-notch coffee, global limited edition. Mr. Douglas sure knows how to live it up."

"In terms of living it up, how could I compare to the top family in Kedora, right, Mrs. Reynolds?" A smooth voice came from the doorway.

quickly bowed to Milton,

an eyebrow, taking in Milton's striking features. Unlike Theodore's straight-laced look, Milton had a bit of a rogue vibe.

hand slightly, "Mrs. Reynolds, please, sit. Make

back down and said, "Mr. Douglas, I know you're busy. I wouldn't have come to bother you, but I've got a

and fell into the sea, unfortunately passing away. I'm deeply sorry. Although I only met Mr. Ziegler a few times, I admired his

typical businessman. Despite his constant smile, it

were actually tougher to deal

you drop your guard. Once you trusted him, he'd bite without hesitation,

for

that at the banquet that day,

admired Mr. Ziegler's character and talent. I actually wanted to bring him on board at my company, but he turned me down." Phoebe frowned, sensing Milton was dodging her

night, you were talking about

don't know yet. The project between the Reynolds Group and my

do you mean?" Phoebe's hands on her lap slowly clenched

leaned forward, his arms resting on his knees, looking

wanted to stage something to lure someone into a trap, and he needed my help. As for why he wanted to do this, Mrs. Reynolds, you might need to ask Mr. Reynolds himself." Milton winked at Phoebe. Phoebe pressed her lips together, "I don't get it.

sat up straight, looking at Phoebe's confused eyes, "Seems like you and Mr. Reynolds haven't really opened up to each other. Even though you're

face changed slightly, "Whether we've opened up

the sofa armrest, his fingers lightly tapping the sofa, "True, I just think it's a waste. How about you

emotions in check. She couldn't let Milton steer the conversation, or her visit would

would've been happy and wouldn't have left the banquet in a bad mood. So,