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."

are you talking about, saying stuff like that out of the

If I were a guy, I'd cherish you and

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

was shattered by Phoebe's words. She huffed and went

came out of the bathroom, grabbed the bag from Phoebe, and slung it over her shoulder. She linked arms with Phoebe as they left. Claire asked, "Where are

pretty recognizable in the entertainment world, making it easy for fans to spot her when eating out. Phoebe had her wear a hat and mask before they got

I wanna eat at

at a roadside diner like she used to. Every time she saw those

had an

seem too

heading straight for Golden Harvest Diner. Forty minutes later, they pulled

the other. At the entrance of the swanky diner, a waiter led the way. Phoebe

opened 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 on the wall, giving

the place earlier.

had brought a male artist today, it would've looked like she was trying to

if I didn't know you better, I'd think you brought the wrong person

forehead, feeling tired, "Lori

eyes sparkled with gossip, "Who would've thought, Lori with those thick eyebrows and big eyes has such a

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

was momentarily at a loss,

better than nothing. Stop whining." Phoebe turned to the waiter, "Please have your chef start serving the

"Yes, ma'am."

waiter closed the door and left. Phoebe 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 roses and quickly typed on her phone, "I'm sending a photo