Forbidden Passion
Chapter 323 She Was His First Love

Noah's feelings for Phoebe hadn't arisen recently, and Phoebe might have forgotten he was her student.

During his middle school years, Noah's grades were particularly poor. He never studied and hung out with a group of bad students in his class. Eventually, his parents hired a tutor for him.

It was said that the tutor was a sophomore, attended the University of Kedora, and excelled academically and morally. The first time Phoebe came to tutor Noah, he stood her up, playing games with his classmates in an internet café until two or three in the morning before going home.

When Noah arrived home, he saw Phoebe squatting by the door. She was dressed in a plain white T-shirt and jeans. She must have been exhausted since she slept with her head on her knees. Without thought, he opened the door and went inside. The next morning, when he went out, he saw her still leaning against the wall, asleep and not having left.

He had wanted to kick her, but then he got closer and saw her face. When sunlight broke through the clouds and shone on her face, her skin was fair and translucent, with tiny hairs that seemed to glisten. In that instant, his heart began to race wildly. He suddenly understood-this was love at first sight.

The sunlight awakened Phoebe. She opened her eyes and saw him standing in front of her. She was startled at first but quickly stood up from the ground. He saw her awkwardly wipe the corner of her mouth, and he chuckled inwardly, thinking, 'She is quite cute.'

Then he heard Phoebe say, "Are you Oscar Foster? I've seen your photo. I'm your tutor. Nice to meet you."

At that time, his parents had not yet divorced, and he had not taken his mother's surname. Their encounter was that simple. Afterward, his parents divorced, and he left Kedora with his mother, moving through several cities before returning. Noah Myersould never forget her. Until they met again at QUEEN Entertainment, he felt that God must have heard his prayers. 'Never forget, there will always be an echo!' he thought.

Phoebe believed her greatest strength was her resilience and persistence. She didn't stay gloomy for long. She sprang up from the ground, rubbed her cheeks vigorously, and forced herself to perk up.

'I won't be defeated by anyone, not even Theodore!' thought Phoebe.

She walked to the desk and saw scattered documents all over the floor. She bent down to pick them up. Some were from QUEEN Entertainment, while some were from the Reynolds Group. These project documents were very important, yet Theodore had just thrown them here and ignored them. Taking them all up, she arranged them on the desk.

Pushing the intercom, she told John to make a restaurant reservation.

After approving all the documents, she had John distribute them. She then took another stack of documents upstairs. Theodore's outburst was meant to make her submit. It didn't matter. As long as she conceded, he would let Noah off the hook this time. She could do that.

As Phoebe was leaving, she ran into Noah, who was about to leave. Her attitude toward him was as usual. "You just finished your tour. Take a few days to rest at home. I'll let you know when I need you."

Noah saw the documents in her arms, marked with the Reynolds Group logo, indicating they were from the head office. His eyes dimmed, knowing where Phoebe was headed.

"Do I cause you trouble?" Noah looked dispirited, the small mole at the corner of his eye appearing even more subdued.

Phoebe originally wanted to pat Noah's arm to comfort him, but remembering Theodore's possessive nature, she restrained her impulsive hand.

She regarded Noah as a younger brother, but she knew that some ill-intentioned people might try to ruin their reputations, so she decided to keep her distance. "Nothing of the sort. Don't overthink it. Mr. Reynolds and I..." Phoebe paused. "It's a family matter and won't affect you. Don't worry."

Noah pressed his lips together. His manager nudged him gently with an elbow, reminding him to control his expression as everyone was watching. Ignoring the advice, he walked towards the elevator.

The manager gave Phoebe an apologetic nod. "Phoebe, Noah is in a bad mood. I'll talk to him. Don't worry too much about him. I've got it covered."

Without thinking more, when Phoebe reached the elevator, both the ascending and descending elevators arrived simultaneously. She entered the ascending one, while Noah, pulled by his manager, entered the descending one. Noah seemed cold in the elevator. As the elevator descended, he felt he was getting farther from Phoebe while Phoebe was getting closer to Theodore. His heart ached.

Phoebe exited the elevator and approached the secretary's desk. She asked Carol, "Is Mr. Reynolds in?"

Carol nodded towards the president's office and whispered, "I heard Mr. Reynolds threw a fit at you downstairs this morning and has been angry ever since. You should go and calm her down."

Phoebe replied, "Are you sure I'm not walking into a death trap?"

Carol gave a wry smile. "You've always been the one to soothe Mr. Reynolds' bad temper. Please go. We've been scared all day, waiting for you to save us."

Phoebe placed the approved documents on the secretary's desk while Carol handed her two more documents to take inside, as she didn't dare enter the president's office today. Phoebe knocked on the door with the documents. Before she could say anything, there was a sound as if something had been thrown against the door, followed by Theodore's angry voice, "Get out!"

Phoebe pushed the door open and walked in. Theodore was sitting with his back to the door. Hearing the door open, he turned around abruptly and shouted, "Get out..." Seeing who it was, the rest of his words suddenly got stuck in his throat. It was a while before he managed to squeeze out an unfriendly remark, "What are you doing here?"

"Bring your documents," Phoebe said businesslikely, placing them in front of him. Hurry up and approve them so we can go eat."

Theodore saw Phoebe's unusual approach and knew that his threat to ban Noah had worked. He should have been pleased and smug for finding her weak spot, but the fact that this weak spot was another man's future made him very unhappy.

Theodore began to mock. "You're such a busy person. It's an honor that I can still get a spot to have a meal with you."

Phoebe handed him a pen, maintaining her stance of enduring and conceding. "Stop it."

Theodore realized that Phoebe was treating him like a child to be soothed. Reluctantly, he snatched the pen from her hand and began to review the documents. Phoebe stood beside him, staring at his profile.

The setting sun cast a golden light across the room, making the office bright and giving Theodore's chiseled face a golden edge. His dark hair and striking features made him a man one could never tire of looking at. Phoebe thought, 'My hopeless love for Theodore might just be destined.'