Forbidden Passion
Chapter 90 Theodore's Accusations

"Noah Myers's performance was very good. His debut must have been explosive." Phoebe replied in a professional tone.

Suddenly, Theodore opened his eyes, his perfectly God-like handsome face filled with mockery. "While you were leisurely enjoying the show, Vanessa's life was hanging by a thread. Miss Ziegler, don't you owe me an explanation?" Phoebe's heart tightened as she looked into his expressionless handsome face. "I didn't expect Miss Fitzroy to be so incompetent."

"Phoebe!" Theodore enunciated each word, his eyes almost sparking with anger. "As the head of the company, do you neglect the safety of your artists like this?"

Phoebe showed no fear and met his furious gaze. "The production team went to the rehearsal early, and safety precautions were mentioned before recording. Miss Fitzroy is nearly thirty years old, not a three-year-old child. Why didn't other artists go missing, only her?" Phoebe stated confidently.

Theodore's eyes were about to burst into flames. "Are you trying to shift the blame?"

"I am not," Phoebe took a deep breath and didn't want to engage in a futile argument with him. "I just want you to use your brilliant mind to think about why she went missing!"

Before Theodore could respond, a low laugh suddenly came from the back row. Phoebe instinctively turned to look and saw a pair of captivating almond-shaped eyes.

The person behind raised a slender finger and lifted the brim of his hat, revealing his handsome face. "Hey, we meet again."

Phoebe didn't even have time to be surprised because the person sitting behind her was Evan, still wearing the white shirt and black pants he wore when he descended onto the stage. When he smiled, two faint dimples that were very charming, were displayed.

Phoebe nodded at him and said, "Hello."

Theodore was already angry and when he saw her ignoring him and greeting a stranger, his anger surged. "Phoebe!"

Phoebe turned her head, her voice lowered, "We don't know the facts yet. I don't want to argue with you."

"If there's anything, I will ask only you!" Theodore angrily threw these words at her, then turned his head to look out the window, leaving her with a cold back of the head.

Phoebe closed her eyes, which were burning. She had rushed from the sports center and hadn't even had a chance to catch her breath before being questioned by him. She felt tired and wronged.

After a while, she swallowed her sourness and got up to go to the restroom. Her heels were hurting so much that she walked with a limp. She washed her face in the restroom and returned to her seat only after calming down. Evan was sitting in the back row. When he saw her limping back with red eyes, clearly having cried, he couldn't help but be sympathetic.

Two and a half hours later, the plane landed at Riaca City Airport, and the first-class passengers disembarked first. Theodore, taking advantage of his long legs, disappeared on the jet bridge in a few steps.

Phoebe ran after him, "Mr. Reynolds, please wait for me. "Both her heels were badly blistered, so she couldn't run fast. Someone caught up with her while running and said, "Miss Adams, Evan asked me to give this to you."