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!"

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

his injury trended yesterday, they kicked off a wave of

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

mocking Noah couldn't handle the heat and felt they were being unreasonable. After getting roasted, Noah's fans were totally pissed. Still,

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

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

truly liked celebs or just craved

a bunch of trolls to wage an

Facebook storm left Ernest scolded, and he faked being sick

was fuming

line? If he can't cut it, we'll find someone who

"Vanessa, I'll try to talk some

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

a fruit basket and headed out of the elevator, making a beeline for the hospital room. She'd been bending over backward trying to win over Theodore. Too bad Theodore didn't give

room door, which was slightly open, and heard Taylor's voice inside. Madison pushed the door open and walked

looking a bit better than yesterday. His

darkened, and

Taylor and Sandra sitting on either side of

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

still got the nerve to show up here? If it

getting at?" Vanessa

Is that true?"

Theodore. No wonder his gaze was so complicated earlier;