Forbidden Passion

Chapter 652 She Was the One Abandoned

Lori eyed Phoebe with worry. She knew Phoebe had beef with Vanessa from Queen Entertainment. That nasty decision back then left Phoebe out in the cold.

Now, the Reynolds Group was the top sponsor of this new variety show, just to shove Ernest from Queen Entertainment into the spotlight. That was a real kick in the teeth. "Ms. Ziegler."

Phoebe took a deep breath and caught a glimpse of sympathy in Lori's eyes. Even though she knew Lori didn't mean anything by it, it still stung.

"It's cool. Book me a table at Golden Harvest Diner and get it all set up," Phoebe said.

Lori gave Phoebe a silent look. Was she planning to invite Theodore? But Theodore had been stabbed a few days ago and was still laid up in bed. "Okay, Ms. Ziegler."

Watching Lori walk away, Phoebe felt like Lori had gotten the wrong idea. She didn't dwell on it and headed back to her office.

Claire had been out cold. When she woke up, the office was super quiet, with just the occasional sound of pages turning.

Claire opened her eyes. The office was dim, with only the desk lamp on Phoebe's desk lighting up the room. Phoebe was sitting there, focused on writing something. Behind Phoebe, the night stretched out, looking like it was ready to swallow her whole.

Claire sat up, the thin blanket rustling, which startled Phoebe. She looked up, "You're awake?"

Claire rubbed her eyes and leaned back on the sofa. Seeing the clock on the wall pointing to eight, she said groggily, "How did I sleep this long?"

"The fact that you can sleep here is an honor for me." Phoebe closed the file, put it on the desk, locked the cabinet, and walked over with her bag. Claire watched Phoebe come out of the darkness. Phoebe's features hadn't changed much. If anything, it was her whole vibe that had shifted.

"Honestly, Phoebe, if I were a guy, I'd totally marry you."

talking about, saying stuff like

and gritted her teeth, "I'm serious. If I were a guy, I'd cherish you and never

wash your face and wake up. And make sure you're still

by Phoebe's words. She huffed

from Phoebe, and slung it over her shoulder. She linked arms

to spot her when eating out. Phoebe had her wear

I wanna eat at a roadside diner, not some

an artist, Claire hadn't eaten at a roadside diner like she used to. Every time she saw

her lips, "Noah just had an incident. Cut me some

seem too

into the car, heading straight for Golden Harvest Diner. Forty minutes later, they pulled up

the entrance of the swanky diner, a waiter led the

it, and a strong floral scent hit them. Inside, there was a bouquet of vibrant red roses on the table and pink balloons arranged in a heart shape

the place earlier. Now Lori's weird

today, it would've

at Phoebe and said, "Phoebe, if I didn't know

forehead, feeling

gossip, "Who would've thought, Lori with those thick eyebrows and big

and shoved them into her arms, "Here, a gift

loss, "Phoebe, is this all you

better than nothing. Stop whining." Phoebe turned to the waiter, "Please

"Yes, ma'am."

pulled out a chair and sat down. Claire, holding the flowers, sat next to her, happily snapping selfies. Phoebe played along and took a few photos. Claire put down the