Forbidden Passion
Chapter318 Noah and Theodore Confront Each Other

Phoebe ignored the call and put her phone on silent. She continued browsing Facebook and realized that in the short time she had been at the concert, Facebook's trending topics had become quite lively. 'Is Theodore calling to question me?' she thought.

When seeing the trending topic, Phoebe's eyes deepened. 'Noah is my most popular artist and has boundless potential. Who could be so malicious as to fabricate an improper relationship between me and Noah?' Many foes flashed across her mind instantly. None of these people would make baseless accusations and directly target her unless it was...

Phoebe pursed her lips and quickly opened John's WhatsApp, editing a message: [Check what Vanessa has been up to today.]

After she sent the message, her phone vibrated again. It was Theodore calling once more, and she ignored it again.

Looking up, she saw Noah Myersoming out after removing his makeup. Without the heavy stage makeup, he looked like a quiteaquite adorable boy.

Cindy exclaimed beside her, "Phoebe, you have such good taste. How did you discover Noah? He's so cute. I want to pinch his cheeks."

"Put away that creepy expression of yours, don't scare Noah," Phoebe teased her.

With a mischievous look on her face, Cindy said, "No way. I just want to pinch his cheeks. He looks so different from his glamorous and stunning stage persona."

Phoebe laughed and said, "Not just Noah; all six other members have changed since their debut. The tour has really helped them grow rapidly."

Competition was always brutal. During the talent show, they had to force themselves to adapt to the rules of survival of the fittest. After debuting, they faced even bigger stages and greater challenges. Tonight's concert was a huge success, a perfect testament to their hard work over the past few months.

Cindy sighed. "We're only 25, but standing next to them, we feel like already elderly women."

"Phoebe is not old at all," having heard Cindy's lament, Noah said as he walked over. He quickly reassured Phoebe, afraid she might feel a generational gap with them.

Cindy laughed. "Phoebe isn't old, so it's just me who's old, right?"

"Since you've admitted you're an old woman, don't make things difficult for Noah. Noah, this is my good friend Cindy," Phoebe introduced them.

Noah nodded coolly.

Cindy glanced at him and saw that he was already looking at Phoebe with a gentle gaze in his eyes and that he instantly switched from a cool image to a soft and adorable one. Cindy felt like she had discovered something.

Having removed his makeup, the bloodstain on Noah's chin became more noticeable.. Phoebe glanced at it and said to his manager, "This wound needs proper care. Don't let it scar." "I know, Miss Ziegler," his manager replied.

Phoebe then looked up at Noah, realizing he seemed to have grown taller again. She said, "Have you grown a bit taller recently?"

"An inch taller," Noah said happily. He was now almost as tall as Theodore and felt he could protect Phoebe in the future.

However, Phoebe could have been more pleased. "Please, don't grow any taller."

"Why?" Noah looked a little confused as his great attitude sank.

Phoebe hesitated to say that being too tall would make it hard for him to get acting roles, especially with other entertainment company members around. So she just said, "Being too tall isn't good."

Her tone was laced with a smile, which sounded affectionate to Noah's ears. His mood soared again, and he scratched his head, foolishly saying, "Okay, I won't grow anymore."

Phoebe looked at him and laughed. "Getting sillier by the day."

'Whether he grows or not wasn't something he can control. Silly Noah, it's a good thing he signed under my management. If he had ended up with an unscrupulous agent, who knows how badly he might have been exploited,' Phoebe thought.

Noah's face turned red, not from embarrassment but from shyness.

Cindy looked back and forth between the two of them. Phoebe remained straightforward and open, but Noah's eyes clearly held a different look when he gazed at her.

Once the fans had dispersed, the group got into a car and headed to the Culinary Haven. They saved the most luxurious private room for Phoebe, who had reserved it in advance.

When the car arrived outside Culinary Haven, Phoebe saw Theodore leaning against a column, smoking. Several cigarette butts lay scattered around him, indicating he had been waiting for a while.

Phoebe frowned. Seeing Theodore, Noah instinctively looked at Phoebe. Noticing her frown, he stepped in front of her, blocking Theodore's dangerous gaze.

Cindy thought, 'Theodore and Noah are confronting each other. Who will win?'

Cindy was overjoyed despite the question's lack of suspense. Theodore had married Phoebe back then but treated her like a kept mistress, humiliating her. Now, finally, someone dared to confront him. Cindy watched gleefully from the side.

Phoebe felt Noah's protective stance, but Noah knew nothing. She was just afraid that if Noah Myerslashed with Theodore, Theodore would end up fighting him.

She reached out and patted Noah's arm soothingly, saying softly, "Noah, take your teammates inside first. I have a word with Theodore."

Noah looked warily at Theodore. He knew that with his current abilities, going against Theodore would undoubtedly result in a loss.

Feeling distressed, Noah vowed to work harder and become more popular so he could protect those he wanted to protect. Without speaking, he led his teammates inside.

Disappointed that the expected drama did not materialize, Cindy commented, "I'm going in, too. Hurry up and join us."

Phoebe nodded.

Once everyone had gone inside, leaving only Phoebe and Theodore in front of Culinary Haven, Theodore flicked away the burnt-out cigarette butt and looked up at her. Deeply ingrained in the night, his features were frigid and threatening, exuding a chilling aura that made it almost impossible to look directly at him.

They stood on the steps and below, obviously separated.

"Why don't you answer my calls?" Theodore asked, his tone seemingly casual, but the more restrained he was, the more terrifying it felt. Phoebe softly pursed her lips. "Did you call me?"

Theodore suddenly laughed. He straightened up and walked to the steps, descending them until he stood in front of Phoebe. "Playing dumb?" The strong smell of tobacco from him was overwhelming. Phoebe looked past him to the cigarette-butt-covered ground. She counted them. 'My God, there are over a dozen cigarette butts. Is he treating his lungs like a chimney?' She thought.

She looked up, meeting Theodore's brooding eyes. He rarely smiled and seemed furious, his face cold.

Phoebe was still afraid of Theodore. After a few seconds of eye contact, she gave in. "How do you know I am here?"

"Your assistant told me." Theodore's expression remained cold and intimidating. "He was standing right next to me when I called you." Phoebe fell silent.