Forbidden Passion

Chapter 753 Exposing Edward's True Colors

After dinner, Edward didn't stay long before leaving. Phoebe saw him out, and the two stood at the front door. Edward looked at her with deep eyes. "Phoebe, I hope you'll seriously consider what I just talked to you about," he said.

The awkwardness that had just dissipated in Phoebe's heart returned. She lowered her eyelashes and stared at her shoe tips. "Edward, actually I..."

"I'm leaving." Edward leaned in to hug her, cutting off her words. "Go inside and think it over before you talk to me."

Edward patted her shoulder before gently letting go, turned around, got into the driver's seat, and drove away from the villa.

Phoebe stood by the roadside, watching the car's taillights disappear around the corner.

She stood at the door for a while, just about to turn back inside when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the corner. Without hesitation, she started running towards it.

The bodyguards inside the door didn't know what was happening. They just saw Phoebe dash past like the wind and quickly followed her.

Phoebe ran fast. She had been wearing slippers to see Edward off, and after running a short distance, her slippers fell off, but she didn't stop to pick them up. "Stop!" Phoebe shouted sternly.

The person in front heard her shout and ran even faster, disappearing almost instantly. Phoebe reached the corner, but the person was already gone.

She stood by the roadside, hands on her hips, panting heavily. The bodyguards caught up and looked down the path. "Ms. Ziegler, what happened?"

"I saw someone I know." Phoebe panted. If she had only guessed from the surveillance video last night, she was now certain that Donovan was alive.

up Phoebe's slippers and placed them at her feet. "Ms. Ziegler,

hurt a bit. She

"Yes, Ms. Ziegler."

villa area was very quiet, and the streetlights cast a faint glow, making their shadows appear particularly long. They reached

afraid of scaring your kids?" One of the bodyguards,

right in the head. I told you this afternoon

reassured her, "Ms. Ziegler, don't worry. You hired us, and we will

said, clearly frustrated. She even wished she could drag Donovan out and beat him up. He was clearly alive, so why was he playing ghost and not showing himself? The three figures disappeared down the empty path. Donovan, wearing a baseball cap, emerged from the shadows. He quietly watched Phoebe's

villa. A subordinate was waiting for him

the living room. He poured himself a glass of whiskey from the coffee table. The

glass, the amber liquid catching the light and highlighting his

from the earlier run, then began to look through the photos. Most of them showed Ruby and Evelyn playing with the four kids. One photo showed Ruby

Donovan's eyes were full

woman, had nearly caused his death and still had the nerve to freeload at Phoebe's

you to investigate Ruby's life over the past few years. How's that going?" Donovan felt his anger rise just

table and took another sip of his drink

extensive. The investigator needs more time to compile a thorough report." Donovan swirled the

"Yes, sir."

The living room became

the sofa in a fit of rage, grabbed the photos on the table, tore them into pieces, and flung them into the air.

with anger. He would never let Ruby, that sinister