Forbidden Passion
Chapter 152 Awkwardness

John said, "We have fulfilled our obligations, but she hasn't created value for the company. According to the contract, we have the right to restrict her actions. We can only hope she will cooperate. As long as she's under contract, she needs to accept the assignments I arrange for her until she can't take it anymore and asks to terminate the contract herself."

Phoebe grasped his meaning, feeling the frustration that had been lodged in her chest clear away. She stood up and gave John a hearty pat on the shoulder, "John, you've got potential; you have a bright future ahead." John touched his nose and smiled.

"Come on, I'll treat you to barbecue!"

By the time they finished eating barbecue, it was past midnight. John dropped Phoebe off outside Imperial Apartments and watched her enter the complex before instructing the driver to leave.

The taxi driver was a cheerful Mexican who asked, "Young man, that girl must be your girlfriend, right?"

John looked shocked, "No, that's my boss."

"Your boss? She's so young??" The driver was surprised and started asking John about their company. When he heard it was an entertainment company, he gave a thumbs up, wildly expressing his opinions about the entertainment industry. John turned his head to look out the car window, gazing at the quiet streets in the dead of night, suddenly feeling very alone.

Phoebe got home and was surprised to find the lights in the living room still on. After changing her shoes, she went in and saw Theodore and Vanessa sitting on the couch.

They were not sitting close together, but not too far apart either; it was a relationship that was more than friendship but less than lovers.

She entered the living room, and Theodore was the first to speak, "Why so late? Did you work overtime again?"

Phoebe glanced at Vanessa and replied indifferently, "No, I went out for barbecue with a colleague. Have you two had dinner?"

Theodore, hearing that she went out with a colleague, felt a complex mix of emotions, and his tone tinged with jealousy, "It's this late, what do you think?"

Phoebe went to the kitchen, warmed up some barbecue, and sat down on the single-seater sofa next to Theodore. She handed him a portion of barbecue, "What did you guys have for dinner?"

"Just grabbed something casual." Theodore tore open the plastic seal, sipping and frowning, "Is the barbecue good? Who did you go with?"

Vanessa, sitting beside them, sensed Theodore's jealousy. She looked at Theodore, then at Phoebe, feeling a bit like a third wheel.

"Was it Edward?" Vanessa leaned in slightly, with a mischievous smile, "You're still in touch with him, aren't you?"

Phoebe pressed her lips together, noticing out of the corner of her eye that Theodore's expression had darkened visibly. She said, "No, it was John, who stayed late to work overtime with me." "As for today's overtime, it was all thanks to Miss Fitzroy. If you can't manage your own Twitter, then hand over the account to the company."

Vanessa hadn't expected Phoebe to confront her in front of Theodore, her face was the picture of aggrievement at this moment, "Theodore, it wasn't on purpose; I just posted a tweet."

Phoebe scoffed, "Yeah, your one tweet dragged the entire QUEEN Entertainment company through the mud, making everyone clean up after you. You really have the nerve to sit here and play innocent?" "Phoebe!" Theodore looked at her with a warning tone.

When it came to business, Phoebe was never afraid of Theodore. She looked him straight in the eye and said, "You can continue to protect her and let her cause even bigger problems." The air was thick with tension, as if it would explode at any second.