Forbidden Passion
Chapter 243 Vanessa’s Plot

Phoebe turned around and returned to her office. Just as she sat down, John knocked on the door and entered. Perhaps he was still affected by Theodore's words this morning, as he didn't dare to meet Phoebe's eyes directly.

"Miss Adams, there are a few documents that need your signature."

"Okay, just leave them here," Phoebe said, then looked him over. Seeing him avoiding her gaze, she smiled gently. "What's wrong?"

John was a bit flustered. "N-nothing."

Phoebe took out a box of Pepto-Bismol chewable tablets from her bag and pushed it towards him. "I bought this for you last night. But you were sleeping so soundly that I didn't wake you up. Eat one now, it will make your stomach feel better."

John said thank you and held it in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he apologized to Phoebe. "I'm sorry."

Phoebe blinked. "Why are you suddenly apologizing to me?"

"Mr. Reynolds told me this morning that you two are married. I used to misunderstand that you were his... anyways, I'm sorry, Miss Adams. I knew you weren't that kind of person." John blurted out, worried that Phoebe would be unhappy because of his misunderstanding.

Phoebe was stunned again.

What was Theodore thinking? Why would he admit their marital relationship to John?

Phoebe couldn't understand. Seeing John still looking at her, she smiled. "It's okay, you're not the first person to misunderstand me. But let's not let others know this matter."

John didn't understand. "Why?"

"I can't answer that question for you at the moment," Phoebe said.

John said, "Oh", and thought to himself that she must have some difficult situation that she didn't want to openly discuss her marriage with Mr. Reynolds.

"Last night at the dinner party, faced with Mr. Grey and their tricks, she could have used Theodore as her shield. But she didn't, which shows that she never intended to use this marriage for her own benefit.

Phoebe was still the Phoebe he admired, but now, he didn't even dare to fantasize.

Seeing that he didn't look well, Phoebe thought he was hungover and said, 'You should rest. There isn't anything important today.'

John nodded and left.

Just as he left, Phoebe's phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, her eyebrows furrowed. She picked up the phone.

"Miss Fitzroy, do you remember that you're scheduled to start filming next month?"

If it weren't for Theodore investing five billion dollars in Mr. Black, she wouldn't care how Vanessa acted. It would be best if she ruined her own chances of fame, so Phoebe wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. "Of course, I remember. Theodore fought hard and spent 5 billion to get me this opportunity. Don't worry, I'll perform well," Vanessa said.

"With your acting skills, how are you going to pull it off?" Phoebe coldly questioned.

Vanessa didn't back down. "What's wrong with my acting skills? I'm pretty good. That old lady who disliked me playing Mr. Black deliberately tried to sabotage me." Vanessa had a reason for not attending acting classes. In the first lesson, Prof. Clark had her perform with the company's artists and criticized her to no end.

Theodore had been away on a business trip, and she couldn't complain to him. So, in a fit of anger, she decided not to attend classes.

She felt that Phoebe must have colluded with Prof. Clark in order to embarrass her in front of the company's artists.

She wouldn't let them have their way. Luckily, she had been keeping an eye on Brandon's lover, Marlowe Black, and finally spotted them going to the supermarket together.

This supermarket only had one exit. As long as she called Phoebe to the supermarket and took a photo of Pheobe catching Brandon and Marlowe Black together, and then sent photos of Brandon and Marlowe Black being intimate to Mrs. Reynolds, it would be quite a show.

She wanted to see whether Mrs. Reynolds would still stand on Phoebe's side and speak up for her in front of Theodore at that time.