Forbidden Passion

Chapter 645 Awake

Superstar Entertainment had three whole floors in the building, decked out with all the bells and whistles, making it one of the top dogs among the new entertainment companies.

Phoebe strolled into the office, and Lori hustled in with a tablet, dropping a document in front of her. "Ms. Ziegler, we nabbed this rumor-spreader online yesterday. He's been talking smack about Noah. The PR team wants to know if you wanna hit him with a lawyer's letter as a warning."

Phoebe skimmed the document, her brow furrowing. "Pass the evidence to the legal team and let them handle it."

Lori nodded, "Got it. Also, Ms. Watson called. She wants to chat about a new variety show over lunch. You free?"

"Tell her I'm in. Anything else?" Phoebe asked.

Lori continued, "Alfonso called. Noah's down with a nasty cold and won't be in for a few days. Good timing to dodge the reporters camped outside."

"Sick?" Phoebe recalled Noah's call last night. His voice did sound off; she figured he was just in a funk.

"Yeah, he's got a bad cold."

Phoebe pursed her lips, "Alright. Tell all department heads to meet in Conference Room 2 at 9:30. No excuses for being late."

"Yes, ma'am," Lori turned to leave but hesitated at the door. "Ms. Ziegler, Ernest's fans are going after Noah online, saying he's bullying newbies 'cause he's a senior."

Phoebe looked up, "Do I need to spell out how to handle this? If needed, hire some trolls to mess with them."

Lori grinned, "Got it!"

was simple: she wouldn't start a fight, but she sure as hell wouldn't back down from one. If someone dared

trended yesterday, they kicked off a wave

posted on Facebook, apologizing but throwing shade at Noah, which only fired up Noah's fans more, sparking another round of clashes with Ernest's fans. The PR team kept tabs on the chaos, and now Ernest was too

they were being unreasonable. After getting roasted, Noah's fans were totally pissed.

Phoebe's eye contact was sweet, but now Noah's

want Noah to be some love-struck fool. He was still young and shouldn't

the end, whether fans truly liked celebs or just craved a sense of power was

the PR team hired a bunch of trolls to wage an online war against Noah's haters, who quickly went

left Ernest scolded, and he faked being sick

and was fuming over

little hiccup, what's he gonna do down the line? If he can't

held the phone a bit away, "Vanessa, I'll try to talk some sense into him again. He's our

Ernest herself, passed the buck to Madison. "Fine,

fruit basket and headed out of the elevator, making a beeline for the hospital

and

already awake, leaning against the headboard, looking a bit better than yesterday.

eyes darkened, and he spoke coldly, "What are you doing

Taylor and Sandra sitting on either side of

bedside table and

Theodore could answer, Sandra butted in, "Miss Fitzroy, you still got the nerve to show up here? If it weren't for you, would Theodore

you getting at?" Vanessa shot

Is that true?"

looked at Theodore. No wonder his gaze was so complicated earlier; he suspected her too? Vanessa snapped back, "It