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 looked towards the corner.

"Yes, Ms. Ziegler."

cast a faint glow, making their shadows appear particularly long. They reached the corner but didn't see anyone hiding in the greenery. In the end, they had

Aren't they afraid of scaring your kids?"

bridge of her nose. "Maybe they're not right in the head. I told you

her, "Ms. Ziegler, don't worry. You hired us, and we will ensure your family's

so why was he playing ghost and not showing himself? The three figures disappeared down

into the villa. A subordinate was waiting for him at the door. "Mr. Ziegler, here are

and walked into the living room. He poured himself a glass of whiskey from the coffee table. The subordinate came over, added a few ice cubes to the

liquid catching

took a sip to quench his thirst 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 surrounded by colorful bubbles,

photo, Donovan's eyes were

still had the nerve to freeload

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

the photo's face down on the coffee table

more time to compile a thorough report." Donovan swirled

"Yes, sir."

his hand, and the subordinate understood, turning to leave the villa. The living room became silent, with only the occasional clink of ice against

shattered on the floor, sending shards flying everywhere. Donovan, sitting on the sofa in a fit of rage, grabbed the photos on the table, tore

the images on the fragments, his face dark with anger. He would never let Ruby, that sinister and vicious