Forbidden Passion
Chapter 87 Chance Encounter

Evan looked even better in person than on TV, with well-defined eyebrows and a handsome and distinguished appearance that one wouldn't forget at first sight. "Your foot is injured. Here's a band-aid, you can put it on," he stood in front of Phoebe and opened his palm, revealing a band-aid lying in his hand. Phoebe was very surprised as she took the band-aid and said, "Thank you."

Evan nodded to her and left with his assistants. Phoebe watched his tall figure as he walked away, then lowered her head to look at the Band-Aid in her hand. After applying the Band-Aid, Phoebe's heel didn't hurt as much. She briskly walked towards the participants' dressing room. It was almost 7 o'clock and the participants were starting to leave. They were chatting and laughing, the young boys applying stage makeup were full of energy and excitement, talking to their companions with anticipation. Phoebe walked close to the wall to avoid running into them. Then she heard someone calling her, "You're Noah Myers's manager, right? Noah Myers, your manager is here."

Upon hearing this, many people looked at her.

The young boys' gazes were unabashed, unlike those cunning foxes in the mall. Even if they were curious about her, they wouldn't stare at her with such direct and eager eyes.

Phoebe felt a little embarrassed under their gaze, so she touched her cheek and pushed aside a strand of hair before noticing a boy in a red robe squeezing out from among his companions. "Phoebe, I thought you wouldn't come." Noah Myers squeezed in front of her, his makeup and hair a bit messy, but his eyes were filled with excitement and eagerness. Phoebe smiled and said, "There was traffic on the way, so I arrived a bit late."

"It's not late, it's not late. You're here, that's all that matters." Noah Myers finished speaking and wanted to scratch his head, but then felt that the gesture was too childish, so he put his hand down. The others teased Noah Myers about his helpless appearance and said, "Alright, let's go to the performance hall first and wait for you. You can chat with your manager miss slowly." Noah Myers blushed and quickly glanced at Phoebe. Seeing her smiling, he also grinned foolishly. Phoebe patted his shoulder. "Let's go, I'll walk you to the performance hall." "Yeah."

The two walked at the back of the participants. Noah Myers would occasionally turn his head to look at Phoebe, so she smiled and asked him, "How are you feeling? Nervous?" "I was a bit nervous when you weren't here, but now I'm not nervous anymore." Noah Myers said confidently.

Phoebe chuckled. "Then give a good performance later. I'm looking forward to it."

"Yeah!"

Phoebe escorted him outside the performance hall. She could hear the noisy crowd in the gym but soon it quieted down as the host began their speech. She said, "Go in, don't be nervous. Just showcase your talent like you usually do during practice."

Noah Myers nodded, "I know. I won't let Phoebe down."

"Go on now." Phoebe smiled warmly at him. Noah Myers looked at her for a while before reluctantly entering the performance hall.

Phoebe stood at the entrance for a moment, then turned and walked towards the audience seats. The performance stage had ticket sales, and Phoebe's seat was in the front row.

As soon as she sat down, the lights dimmed and a spotlight shone on the center of the stage, revealing a tall figure.