Forbidden Passion
Chapter 75 Love Ambitions.

Theodore stood in front of John, naturally not missing the delight on his face. He didn't admit that he felt a twinge of jealousy, arrogantly nodded, and walked past him into the director's office. Seeing the lingering smile on Phoebe's lips, he furrowed his brows and said, "Don't smile at people randomly." Why was she so cold at home, yet so happy outside? Was he a dangerous predator? Phoebe caught sight of him and froze her smile. She responded lightly, "Am I not allowed to smile?"

Theodore's original intention was that she looked beautiful when she smiled, and he was afraid that John might have other ideas about her. But being retorted by Phoebe like this, his expression became even more terrifying than a thunderstorm. "Phoebe, have you become so audacious?"

Phoebe pursed her lips and looked at him. This unpredictable Theodore was the only version she could deal with without any burden. "Mr. Reynolds, are you here just to oversee whether I smile or not?"

Theodore silently stared at her for two seconds and then said, "I heard that you sent Vanessa to participate in a wilderness survival show?"

Phoebe's heart turned cold. No wonder he came to her, it turned out he was here to demand answers on behalf of his beloved.

The warmth of last night seemed like a fleeting moment, and Phoebe felt disappointed. "Yes, Miss Fitzroy needs more exposure. Since you dote on her and cater to her every whim, I had no choice but to play the villain and let her experience some hardship."

"Do you know that her hands are meant for playing the piano?" Theodore coldly interrogated her.

Phoebe stared back at him coldly. "Miss Fitzroy's hands may be precious, and I don't need Mr. Reynolds to remind me again and again. If you're so unwilling to let her suffer, then why don't you work harder and treat her like a canary in a gilded cage, pampering her in a honey jar?"

"Phoebe!" Theodore's deep voice contained an unidentifiable anger. "I'm trying to have a proper conversation with you."

"And I'm providing you with my opinions, Mr. Reynolds. If you're not satisfied with me as the director, feel free to replace me. Otherwise, please refrain from constantly interfering with my work." Phoebe showed no fear towards him at this

moment.

When it came to work, she was always diligent and never slackened. But now, because of Vanessa's repeated interference in her decisions, Theodore had forced her to constantly adjust her work direction, with the entire company's resources revolving around Vanessa.

Vanessa wanted fame without putting in effort. Where in the world would such good fortune exist? Theodore's expression became extremely unpleasant. He had merely asked a question, yet she had blown it out of proportion. Theodore's emotions were inscrutable when pushed to the extreme. He had merely inquired, and she had responded with a threat.

Phoebe raised her chin slightly and met his sharp gaze without backing down. Just as Theodore's anger seemed poised to erupt into violence, she tilted her head and remarked, "Mr. Reynolds, you're making this difficult for me." Theodore gritted his teeth, preparing to confront her, but the situation unexpectedly escalated. Was this turning into a spoiled affair?

His features visibly softened. "I'll try not to interfere with your decision in the future, but I hope you can make a clear distinction between public and private."

Does this mean that she used her power to retaliate against Vanessa under the pretense of public welfare for private gain?

Phoebe deliberately wanted to argue with him, but she thought about it and felt that it was really unnecessary. Vanessa was his baby. He would be distressed to ask her to record the wilderness for survival. "OK, I'll try."