Forbidden Passion
Chapter 154 Phoebe, Who Gave You the Audacity to Quit?

"You trample on our hard work just to please your first love, that's fine... but I'm sorry; I'm someone who's very dedicated to their career, and I can't continue to play along with you. If you want to support her, find someone else because I won't be accompanying you any longer." After saying this, Phoebe didn't even glance at Theodore's increasingly ugly expression. She picked up her bag and headed for the bedroom.

As she walked down the hallway, she caught sight of Vanessa hiding by the guest room door, sneaking peeks. Phoebe let out a cold laugh, "Miss Fitzroy, if you want to watch, come out and watch openly. Sneaking around like this is truly shameless."

Vanessa was furious, "I won't stoop to arguing with a loser."

Phoebe laughed coldly again and pushed open the bedroom door, slamming it shut with a bang.

The sound of the slamming door echoed down the hallway. Theodore stood up, clutching his work badge as his face turned ashen. He hadn't expected Phoebe to actually walk away from the job.

Vanessa carefully approached and grabbed Theodore's arm, "Theodore, Miss Ziegler has such a temper; how can she lash out at you?"

Theodore pulled his arm away and gave her a cold look, "It's getting late; go back to your room and rest."

Vanessa's hand froze mid-air and, by the time she looked up again, Theodore had already entered his bedroom. Her hand slowly clenched into a fist.

She thought she would be happy to drive Phoebe out of QUEEN Entertainment, but now she realized that she wasn't happy at all. She wanted to drive Phoebe out of the Reynolds family, out of Theodore's world!

In the bathroom, Phoebe stood under the showerhead, tilting her head back to let the hot water pour over her face and wash away all the fatigue and irritation.

She wanted to do this last night when Theodore brought Vanessa home without so much as a word to her.

She had been enduring, hoping for a moment of peace.

But she was too naive. Both Theodore and Vanessa were taking advantage of her patience.

Now she wouldn't endure it any longer; she was done. She didn't believe that as a distinguished Harvard University graduate with three years of experience as a chief secretary, she couldn't find a job to support herself. After her shower, as she opened the door to leave, she was suddenly pushed against the wall with great force.

Her back ached from the impact, and then her throat was grasped, not tightly, but enough to startle her. The grunt that was about to escape her lips was swallowed back as she glared at the man who was so close. "What are you doing?"

Theodore's eyes were filled with rage; his handsome face was almost pressed against hers as he said "Phoebe, who gave you the audacity to quit?" Phoebe sneered, "Wasn't it you?"

Theodore gripped her jaw, forcing her to meet his gaze, "It seems you need to be taught a lesson again, so you can remember who is in charge of this house." When she had thrown her work badge at him earlier, his invincible heart kept sinking and a sense of panic began to overcome him.

He had a premonition that Phoebe was about to slip out of his control.

And this feeling was very uncomfortable for him.

Phoebe hadn't cried before, but now tears were uncontrollably falling down her cheeks. She felt as if her heart was being pierced by a thousand arrows.