Forbidden Passion

Chapter 575 I Just Want Him Alive

Phoebe sometimes thought Ruby was sharp as a tack, and other times, she thought she was a total airhead. If Vanessa wanted Donovan dead, why would she let Ruby handle it? "If Vanessa wanted to off Donovan, who'd she get to do it?" Phoebe asked.

"I dunno," Ruby said, then suddenly added like she just remembered, "But she's been getting real cozy with Bishop lately, like they're up to something. Donovan's dead, you gotta be careful." Phoebe wasn't sure if she should trust Ruby. After leaving the apartment, she hopped into her car and replayed all the info she'd gathered over the past few days in her head. Milton, Bishop, and Ruby-none of their stories had any holes. So who messed with Donovan's brake pads, and who planted the time bomb in his car?

The murderer's motive remained a mystery.

Milton had no reason to kill Donovan, and Bishop didn't seem like the type to murder over a project. That left Ruby and Vanessa.

But Ruby's grief seemed real. She and Vanessa had already fallen out over Donovan. She wouldn't kill him. Could it be Vanessa?

Her phone buzzed. Phoebe picked it up; it was an email from Bryan.

Phoebe opened the email, finding just one sentence, nothing unusual.

She closed her eyes, her head hitting the back of the seat. She'd asked Bryan to dig into Donovan's activities before he died, and now the reply was that there was nothing unusual.

But Donovan had died so mysteriously. How could she accept that?

She must've missed something.

Suddenly, her phone buzzed in her hand. Phoebe opened her eyes and glanced at the caller ID. It was Taylor.

back to the Reynolds Mansion with Theodore tonight. It's been ages since our family had dinner together, and Grace is getting out of the

sky outside the car window. If she went to the Reynolds Mansion now, she'd have

really resistant, but thinking of

"Okay, I'll

time until she was chilled to the bone. Then she started the car and drove to the International Finance

Phoebe needed to get her a gift. After much

a spot. Just as she was about to get out, two bright lights shone from behind. Phoebe squinted and waited for the car to turn and stop behind her. Phoebe got out of her car and locked eyes with Theodore as he stepped out of his. She shut her car door and walked towards the mansion without a word. Theodore watched Phoebe's cold back and sighed silently. He quickly caught up with her and grabbed her wrist, pulling her towards the nearby garden. "What are you doing? Let go of me!" Phoebe instinctively struggled, but he wrapped his arm around her waist and

Theodore doing? Did he drag her to the

a distance shone on Phoebe's face. He reached out and stroked her cheek, "Haven't you been eating well these past two days? You

the scarf, and threw it

an oppressive presence, and the surrounding air pressure seemed to drop

at him, her eyes fearless, "Anyone but

to keep this up, ignoring me forever?" Theodore

Ruby. I even hired a private investigator to look into Donovan's activities

filled with anger, unwillingness, and

I've been

looked down at Phoebe's trembling shoulders and realized she

away forcefully, "Don't

"Someone tampered with the brake pads, someone installed a time bomb, but the murderer is hiding too well. I don't even know who wants him dead. I'm so useless." Hearing