Forbidden Passion

Chapter 612 Phoebe Got Drunk and Was Plotted Against

Phoebe figured it was 'cause she hadn't job hunted since graduation. She'd never seen a company hire someone and then drag 'em to a fancy shindig right off the bat. But hey, it was urgent, so Phoebe rolled with it.

She spent half the afternoon going through the banquet stuff the HR manager gave her until Raphael Upton, fresh from a meeting, called her into his office.

Raphael, in his thirties, rocked a gray suit and had that slick, successful vibe. His eyes, sharp behind his glasses, screamed "businessman."

Phoebe stood in front of his desk, meeting his gaze.

Raphael checked her out for a sec before motioning for her to sit. "Ms. Ziegler, I looked over your resume. You were the chief secretary at the Reynolds Group and did a stint as operations director at an entertainment company for three months."

Phoebe nodded, "Yep."

"You had a solid gig at the Reynolds Group. Why'd you wanna switch?" Raphael asked.

Phoebe bit her lip and decided to keep it real. "Mr. Upton, honestly, my boss and I didn't vibe. To keep us both from going nuts, I bailed."

Raphael chuckled. "You're a riot."

"Thanks," Phoebe said.

Raphael seemed done with the resume talk. He closed the folder and said, "We've got a financial circle banquet tonight. You checked out the materials. Any questions?"

Phoebe looked down, saying, "Nope. I've been to over a hundred banquets with Mr. Reynolds. I got this."

"Cool. Get ready. We're outta here in ten." Raphael ordered.

up her makeup in the restroom, and then joined Raphael in the car heading

As their car rolled up, a bunch of business folks with their secretaries

Raphael got out. Raphael spotted some buddies and led Phoebe over to say

rolled up behind them. As it stopped, a valet rushed to open the door. A pair of long, sharp-dressed legs stepped out, shiny leather

guy got out, buttoning his suit jacket all smooth-like, and headed into the hotel,

Phoebe held a glass of fruit wine and stuck close to Raphael. She wasn't nervous. No matter who Raphael was chatting with or what they were talking about, she could jump in

Ms. Ziegler. You handle this like a

to reply when a buzz at the entrance

gaze and saw Edward, surrounded by fans. He raised an

wanting to deal with Edward.

put her wine glass back on the waiter's

had already spotted her. His eyes tracked Phoebe

climbed the ladder. Everyone in his company knew his secretary could be clueless, but she had to be a

had kept his spot by sending his secretaries to cozy up to

last secretary was currently cozying up to a boss, looking pretty pleased

were naturally promiscuous. As long as the guy

would be set for the next year. Phoebe stood by the sink, staring at herself in the mirror.

heard Madison snarkily mention that Theodore had people guarding the hospital room,

couldn't dodge Edward forever.

hall, Edward

"Phoebe, come meet someone. This is Mr.

not blinking. "You've lost

together, noticing Raphael's surprised look. She calmly said,

all Harvard alums. We gotta have a drink to that, right?" Raphael signaled a waiter