Forbidden Passion
Chapter 703 Dealing with Bishop

In the Reynolds Group Building, Lawton rushed into the president's office. Seeing Theodore standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking all gloomy, made his chest tighten. The news he just got made his headache even worse. First thing Bishop did when he got back to the country was make a big scene looking for he once tormented Phoebe. Bishop really had a death wish.

Theodore had his hands in his pockets, his broad back and elegant lines highlighted by a simple white shirt, giving him an air of noble restraint.

But right now, Theodore's back looked like it was brewing a storm.

"What is it?"

Theodore's cold, indifferent voice snapped Lawton back to reality. He said with concern, "Mr. Reynolds, our guys followed Bishop and found out he went to the Empire State Building." Theodore spun around, staring hard at Lawton. "What's he doing at the Empire State Building?"

Lawton didn't dare say Bishop was looking for Phoebe. Avoiding Theodore's sharp gaze, Theodore pushed him aside and stormed out of the office.

"Mr. Reynolds." Lawton quickly followed.

In the Superstar Entertainment reception room, Lori placed a cup of coffee in front of Bishop and said politely, "Mr. Reynolds, Ms. Ziegler will be here shortly."

Bishop sat on the sofa, glancing around the room before finally focusing on Lori. "You're really pretty. Why don't you become a celebrity?"

Lori silently observed Bishop. He wore a well-fitted suit with a touch of gentlemanly elegance, but his words were kinda sleazy.

Bishop claimed to be an old acquaintance of Phoebe, but their vibes were totally different.

The sound of high heels clicking on the floor came from behind. Both Bishop and Lori turned to see Phoebe striding in, exuding an imposing aura.

"Mr. Reynolds, long time no see." Phoebe sat down opposite Bishop, unceremoniously. "Who'd you kidnap abroad this time and couldn't get away with it, so you came back to stir up trouble?" Bishop sneered, "Ms. Ziegler, no need to be so hostile. I was forced to do it back then. I apologize."

"Drop your act." Phoebe's gaze was sharp as she stared at Bishop. He had once plunged her into hell, and now, facing him, her back still ached faintly.

"Ms. Ziegler, do you really want to say this in front of your secretary?" Bishop leaned back on the sofa, shrugging indifferently. "I don't mind, but she might get scared."

Phoebe pressed her lips together, glancing at Lori. Lori immediately understood, turned around, and locked the door behind her, her heart still pounding.

This was the first time Lori had seen Phoebe's sharp side. What had Bishop done to Phoebe?

In the small reception room, Bishop took a sip of the coffee in front of him. Whatever was added to it made it taste strange and bitter.

Bishop's expression stiffened, and he forced himself to swallow. A bitter taste shot from his throat to his head, making his temples throb.

Bishop placed the cup back on the small round table and said lightly, "Ms. Ziegler, you're still so childish."

Phoebe sneered, "Mr. Reynolds, you dare to drink what I give you on my turf. Aren't you afraid I'll poison you?"

"Ms. Ziegler, you're an illegal citizen. How could you do something illegal?" Bishop was sure of this. If he hadn't been pushed to the edge, he wouldn't have turned into an outlaw. Phoebe glared at Bishop. He had left her with a lifetime of scars, and now he was back. What did he want?

"Sure, I can't kill you, but I can still teach you a lesson."

Bishop's face changed slightly. "What do you mean?"

"I had someone add a laxative to the coffee you just drank. How's your stomach feeling, Mr. Reynolds?" Phoebe looked gleeful.

Bishop had the nerve to come to Superstar Entertainment and provoke her, thinking she wouldn't do anything. But he forgot that Phoebe was all about payback.

"Damn you!" Bishop suddenly clutched his stomach, feeling a storm of pain. He tried to tough it out, but the more he held on, the worse it got. He couldn't take it anymore and stood up to leave.

Bishop tugged at the door handle but couldn't open it, realizing it was locked from the outside. He turned to glare at Phoebe, cold sweat dripping.

"Phoebe, are you trying to humiliate me?"

Phoebe's eyes were as cold as ice. She leisurely watched Bishop's predicament and said calmly, "Mr. Reynolds, if you confess who helped you kidnap me back then, I'll let you out."

Bishop stared at her in disbelief. "There was no accomplice."

"Really," Phoebe raised an eyebrow. "You're quite loyal to that person. Almost three years later, you're still covering for her."

Bishop bent over in embarrassment. He couldn't make a fool of himself in front of Phoebe. Gritting his teeth, he said, "I really don't know what you're talking about. What happened back then was my fault. If you want to blame someone, blame Theodore for being ruthless."

Phoebe squinted her eyes. Suddenly, she heard a farting sound. She pressed her hand to her nose, looking at Bishop's shamefully red face. She said, "Since you want to take all the blame, I'll settle my scores with you today. You don't mind, do you?"

"Phoebe!" Bishop had lost all his previous elegance. He threatened, "Aren't you afraid I'll retaliate if you humiliate me like this?"

Phoebe's heart skipped a beat. She knew that someone like Bishop, if pushed to the brink, would retaliate fiercely.

If she were alone, she might have the courage to fight Bishop.

But at that time, she had a family to take care of, so she didn't dare take any risks.

Phoebe frowned at Bishop and said with a sneer, "Mr. Reynolds, I'm someone with one foot on the edge of a cliff. Do you think I'm afraid of you?"

"You're not afraid of death, but what about your mother?"

"Bishop!" Phoebe was furious, wanting to kill Bishop. She had too much to lose and couldn't confront Bishop head-on.

Phoebe took a deep breath and shouted, "Lori, open the door for Mr. Reynolds."

Lori quickly inserted the key into the lock, turned it, and before she could open the door, it was pushed open, knocking her aside.

Bishop rushed out, his face red, shouting, "Where's the restroom?"

Lori glanced at Phoebe, who nodded. Lori then pointed in a direction, and Bishop ran off, clutching his backside.

Bishop's embarrassed figure was comically ridiculous.

Phoebe walked out, standing in the hallway, watching Bishop's figure disappear around the corner. She said in the coldest tone, "Serves you right!"