Forbidden Passion
Chapter 625 She Was Glowing

After the kids finished their pre-dinner milk, Evelyn's fish soup was ready. Hubert, Boris, and Noomi caught a whiff of that delicious aroma, tossed their bottles aside, slid off the couch, and bolted over. Phoebe scooped them up and plopped them into their high chairs, giving each a bowl of fish soup. They dug in happily.

Most kids their age still needed help eating, but not these three. When they hit one, Phoebe just put the bowl in front of them and let them go at it.

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi ate as much as they could. Phoebe rarely fed them herself 'cause she was always swamped. Superstar Entertainment was in a critical phase, and most of her energy went into the company. Luckily, this independence paid off. By the time they were a year and a half, Hubert, Boris, and Noomi could chow down on their own without making a mess.

Phoebe was having breakfast at the dining table when her assistant Lori called, "Ms. Ziegler, BrightWave Technologies sent an invite for tonight's charity gala. You going?" "BrightWave Technologies?" Phoebe raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, they're the parent company of Extraordinary Entertainments. Noah just left their limited group. If you don't go, who knows what the media will say," Lori replied.

Phoebe quickly searched for BrightWave Technologies on her tablet. Two years ago, BrightWave Technologies snagged a 30% stake in Queen Entertainment, becoming its biggest shareholder.

She squinted her eyes, "Send me the address. I'll go."

"Alright, I'll let them know you're coming."

Phoebe hung up and turned to see Hubert, Boris, and Noomi had already polished off most of their bowls and were eyeing the small bread in front of her. Phoebe said, "Each of you can only have one, okay?"

Hubert, Boris, and Noomi nodded. Phoebe handed each of them one. Watching them gnaw happily despite not having all their teeth yet, she felt at ease.

The BrightWave Technologies charity gala was at Todi Stadium, packed with celebs and big shots from all over. Knowing Phoebe would be there, luxury brands were all over her, offering clothes and jewelry. The silk gown Phoebe wore at the disbandment concert had sold out both in stores and online, proving her influence.

Phoebe eventually picked a niche jewelry brand she loved, Buccellati.

In the afternoon, the brand sent over the jewelry. Phoebe chose a pair of earrings, where black onyx and gold collided to create a dazzling brilliance.

At 7 PM, after the red carpet for the stars ended, the big shots started rolling in. Noah sat on a black velvet sofa, glancing at the entrance every few seconds.

Suddenly, his gaze locked. Phoebe's slender figure appeared at the entrance, and the spotlight immediately zeroed in on her.

The big screen on the stage instantly showed Phoebe's entrance, and the room went silent, all heads turning towards the entrance.

Noah's heart skipped a beat. He stood up and walked over slowly.

Phoebe wasn't decked out in the usual star-studded glitz. A pair of exquisite earrings enhanced her whole vibe. She walked in slowly, rocking those high heels.

All eyes were on her. Phoebe waved lightly and kept walking forward. The spotlight followed her until Noah stood in front of her.

Noah extended his hand like a true gentleman, "Phoebe, these steps are kinda long. Hold onto me."

Phoebe smiled, placing her hand on his, and whispered, "Caught your red carpet interview on my way here. Nailed it."

Noah smirked, "I'm not the clueless rookie I was three years ago."

His words were loaded, but Phoebe didn't catch on.

"True that. You are now an A-list star."" Phoebe teased.

Noah bashfully looked down.

They walked and chatted, totally oblivious that the big screen was still broadcasting their cozy convo.

At these charity galas, seating was all about status. Theodore was in the front row, staring blankly at the big screen showing Phoebe.

Phoebe had changed a lot. Her face was the same, but her vibe was on a whole new level.

Right now, she outshone all the female stars there. Her natural pride and strength didn't need any bling to stand out.

Patrick, sitting next to Theodore, noticed his unwavering gaze on the big screen and smirked, "Didn't expect Phoebe to change so much."

If Phoebe was reserved and low-key at the concert, tonight she shone like a queen.

Patrick glanced around, noticing many people looking amazed. He clicked his tongue lightly. A beautiful and dignified woman was quite the catch in the business world. He wondered how many people would be captivated by Phoebe tonight. Thinking of this, Patrick couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for Theodore.

Back then, Theodore had tried to keep Phoebe hidden, but it seemed she could no longer be concealed.

"Theodore, there you are. I've been looking all over for you." Sandra lifted her dress and sat next to Theodore. The circular sofa could fit seven or eight people, leaving plenty of space.

Theodore's expression was cold, and he didn't respond to Sandra.

Sandra was used to his indifference. She giggled, "My parents are here, Theodore. Can you come with me to meet them later?"

Sandra's pursuit of Theodore was well-known in the city. Initially, everyone thought it was a joke, thinking she wouldn't succeed.

But over the past two years, only Sandra could get close to Theodore and freely enter the Reynolds Group and the Reynolds Mansion.

Theodore's special treatment of Sandra was evident to all, leading to speculation that a union between the Reynolds and Ramirez families was imminent.

Theodore's features were sharp and indifferent, his voice cold and low, "Why are you in such a rush?"

Sandra blushed, unconsciously clutching her dress, "I'm not in a hurry. I'm worried you are, considering how many suitors I have."

"Well, if you find someone suitable, go ahead and marry him," Theodore replied.

Sandra was speechless.

Patrick glanced at Sandra, her eyes welling up with tears of grievance. He used to think Sandra bore some resemblance to Phoebe. But now, compared to the Phoebe on the big screen...

Well, a fake was always a fake.

The lights in the venue suddenly dimmed, and the stage lights came on. The big screen switched to the four hosts standing side by side.

In the dim light, Phoebe sat on the semicircular sofa in the second row, right behind Theodore and his group.