Forbidden Passion

Chapter 728 New Grudges and Old Hatreds

Wesley was prepared to be scolded, but when he heard Phoebe bringing him good news, he was a bit taken aback. "What?"

Phoebe said with a slight smile, "Are you shocked, Wesley? Congratulations on landing your first endorsement."

Wesley heard Phoebe's laughter and still felt a bit unreal. "They really want me to endorse? Why?"

Actually, after Wesley clapped back at Finnegan's fans, Alfonso took his phone away to prevent him from looking at Facebook and affecting his mood.

Even over the phone, Phoebe could imagine Wesley's dumbfounded expression. She laughed and said, "Because their company's mouthwash sold out online. You had amazing influences, so naturally, they want to make it official." "But I didn't do anything," Wesley said, bewildered.

Phoebe's smile faded slightly as she said, "You publicly clapped back at Finnegan's fans. What more do you want to do? Wesley, although the outcome this time was good, I hope you think about the consequences next time." Even though Superstar Entertainment's PR team was very mature, they couldn't always turn things around. If the opponent had been one of those established entertainment companies, Wesley would have been torn apart. Wesley lowered his head and admitted his mistake, saying, "I'm sorry, Ms. Ziegler. I know I was wrong."

"Will you dare to do it again next time?" Phoebe had already seen through Wesley. "Alright, you'll be joining the crew in a week. Don't act impulsively again and stay away from Finnegan."

"Don't worry, Ms. Ziegler. I won't cause any more trouble next time," Wesley said sincerely.

Phoebe couldn't bear to scold Wesley any further. She reminded him to come to the company tomorrow afternoon to sign the contract with CrystalFresh Group.

After hanging up the phone, Phoebe stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The light in the room reflected on it like a mirror, and she saw her relaxed eyebrows and the corners of her lips curling up. In a high-end apartment on the west side of the city.

Under the dim light, a session of lovemaking had just ended. Madison leaned against the headboard, holding a slim cigarette between her fingers, exhaling a puff of white smoke with post-coital laziness. Finnegan hugged her from behind, kissed her sweaty neck, and then moved to kiss her ears and cheeks. When he tried to kiss Madison's lips, she dodged.

Finnegan frowned and said, "Madison."

and got out of bed. Finnegan, left on the bed, watched her back with a lustful gaze, his blood boiling with desire for her. Finnegan got off the bed, not bothering to put on clothes, and walked up behind Madison, pressing her against the floor-to-ceiling window, kissing

Madison stubbed out her cigarette, turned around to hug Finnegan,

eyes showed displeasure. He knew Madison had a cleanliness obsession and didn't like him kissing

slept with so many male artists, yet she ridiculously saved

with Madison. Finnegan also noticed that those who had slept with Madison had facial features

his face that initially caught Madison's

easily satisfied woman. As long as she was pleased, she was willing to

"Madison, I don't want to

crew, and now you say you

looked at her skin, "I don't want to play Diego; I

picked up the robe from the floor,

this role well, and I'll

topic was supposed to market Finnegan's pitiful character, but it backfired, boosting Wesley's

fleeting resentment and greed

role. Why couldn't he, Finnegan, do the same? In

to rely on Madison, he might as well go to Phoebe.

thoughts, Finnegan

Bishop, who

you haven't

down her spine upon hearing Bishop's voice. She was aware of Bishop's return.

marry

I forget you? I heard you're now the son-in-law of the Johnson Family. Congratulations." Vanessa