Forbidden Passion

Chapter 655 She Became Just Like Him

Phoebe stood by the curb, watching Grace's car vanish into the neighborhood. She turned back to her own ride, locked it up, and grabbed her phone to scroll through Facebook. The wait felt like forever, every tick of the clock was like nails on a chalkboard.

As she scrolled, she noticed Ernest and Noah's new show was blowing up, already hitting the third spot on the trending list.

Phoebe clicked in and saw the buzz had exploded outta nowhere. It was mostly Ernest's fans blowing up the comments, with a few Noah fans here and there, but they were getting drowned out. She skimmed through the comments, most of them gushing over Ernest's looks and hyping up the new show. It was pretty obvious these were paid shills; real fans were few and far between. More and more fans started chiming in.

[Seriously? With Ernest's plastic surgery face, his fans still think he's hot? If they don't need their eyes, they should donate them.]

[Just a few days ago, he was riding Noah's coattails, and now he's buying trending spots. Does he think we're too nice to call him out?]

[What new show? Ernest's fans, don't be so shameless. If the official announcement doesn't include Ernest, it'll be awkward.]

As Phoebe kept scrolling, the so-called Noah fans were getting pretty extreme, making everyone else dislike them. Meanwhile, Ernest's fans seemed to be taking the high road.

[Noah's fans are so fierce. What did Ernest do wrong? He just joined the same show as Noah.]

[If Noah's fans don't wanna see Ernest and Noah together, they can ask Noah not to join the show.]

This comment got some Noah fans riled up, and they started boycotting Noah's participation in the new show.

As Phoebe read on, she realized Queen Entertainment had hired trolls to stir up Noah's fans and push him out of the show.

Such dirty tricks-hiring trolls to pose as Noah's fans to trash his image, then flipping the script to provoke Noah's fans into boycotting the show.

the angrier she got. She bailed on

Connor, Noah's trending on Facebook. Why hasn't the PR team done anything? What

sat up, throwing on his coat. "Ms. Ziegler, don't be mad. I'll get

She had a gut feeling Queen

score with Vanessa, and

time-midnight. She hesitated, then dialed Stanley's number. "Stanley, why are you

not asleep either. I was just waiting

favor." Phoebe said with a

about your company's Noah?" Stanley had heard earlier that Queen Entertainment had paid for Ernest's trending topic, so he stayed up, waiting for Phoebe to call. Phoebe lightly tapped the steering wheel, her eyes

Bet Queen Entertainment will shell

out some photos from her email and shot them over to

Ernest out of the whole industry. Her moves were getting more ruthless and sharp, kinda like

tossed her phone onto the center console and rubbed her eyes. She was done with those

a bit, she turned to look out the car

From her angle, they

on her hand and drifted into

down this road every day. What used to be so familiar

the elevator up. She stood at the apartment door, pressing the doorbell for

thought of Theodore, who was still hurt. Could something have happened to him?

heard a cat

relief but then went silent as she looked at the keypad lock. Theodore wasn't coming to the door, and she didn't know the code. How was she supposed to

the call connected, Grace suddenly realized Phoebe and Theodore were divorced, so

"Grace, what's up?"