Forbidden Passion

Chapter 674 Consider Becoming a Star

Phoebe clutched her phone, glaring at the WhatsApp chat in silent frustration. Theodore had to be doing this on purpose.

She pursed her lips, watching him act like nothing was wrong. "Maybe Mr. Reynolds doesn't know WhatsApp has a blocking feature?" Theodore looked genuinely shocked. "Why did you block me?"

Phoebe was speechless. She shoved the phone back at him. "Seems like the problem isn't your phone, it's your brain."

Theodore placed his hands on the table, his long fingers and the veins on the back of his hands looking striking under the light.

"Ms. Ziegler, let's talk," Theodore said, trying to negotiate.

Phoebe eyed him warily. "What do you want to talk about?"

"Our company is getting into the entertainment industry. If you unblock me, you can pick any role you want," Theodore offered. Phoebe squinted. "Is it that simple?"

"Just that simple," Theodore confirmed.

Phoebe leaned back, thinking it over. She picked up her phone and unblocked him. "Mr. Reynolds, I'll be waiting for your good news."

Theodore grabbed his phone, opened the WhatsApp chat, and sent a new message.

Phoebe's phone buzzed. Seeing the emoji, she tossed her phone back on the table.

She thought, 'Why is he texting me when we're face-to-face? What's wrong with him?'

satisfied he was unblocked, pointed to the fancy box on the

you'd better hurry back and form your

fine. Being useful was better than being useless. Plus, Phoebe wouldn't block him so easily again. After Theodore left, Lori knocked and peeked in, making sure Phoebe was in

Phoebe glanced up. "Yeah."

said, "Mr. Reynolds is really handsome. If he wanted to be a star, he'd definitely

an eyebrow. "Why don't you talk to him and see if he's

smiled bitterly. "Ms. Ziegler, I'm afraid their

Phoebe snorted.

and invited you to play golf this afternoon." Phoebe

laughed. "I'll hold an umbrella for

Entertainment's investors, she said, "Got it. Go get the sun protection stuff ready." "Sure thing." Lori chuckled as she turned to leave but was stopped by

on the coffee table and share them

on

rubbed her hands excitedly. "Ms. Ziegler, these snacks are so expensive. You should

out. They'll go bad if left too long," Phoebe waved her hand. Ever since she had a kid, she didn't like sweets

the afternoon, Phoebe and Lori headed to the golf club. Guadalupe drove them there, and the sun was

"Guadalupe, find a place to park and wait for me in the lounge.

Ms. Ziegler," Guadalupe replied, thinking Phoebe

up the steps and entered the club. Phoebe mentioned Milton's name at the front desk, and a staff member immediately came to lead her to the

gloves and lightly

her eyes off Phoebe. She sighed, "Ms. Ziegler,

testing the feel of the golf