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!"

wouldn't back down from one. If someone dared to mess with her on her turf, they'd get

yesterday, they kicked

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 heat and felt they were being

contact was sweet, but now Noah's fans

to be some love-struck fool. He was still young

or just

trolls to wage an online war against Noah's haters,

and he faked being sick to skip program

of it and was fuming over Ernest's lack

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

"Vanessa, I'll try to talk some sense

deal with Ernest herself, passed the buck to Madison. "Fine, you

hanging up, Vanessa grabbed a fruit basket and headed out of the elevator, making a beeline for the hospital room. She'd been bending over backward

open, and heard Taylor's voice inside. Madison pushed the door open and

was already awake, leaning against the headboard, looking a bit

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

She saw Taylor and Sandra sitting on either side of the bed,

on the bedside table and said, "Theodore, how you feeling

nerve to show up here? If it weren't for you, would Theodore be in

Vanessa

Is that true?"

pale. She looked at Theodore. No wonder his gaze was so complicated earlier; he suspected her