Forbidden Passion

Phoebe packed her things and went downstairs. As soon as she stepped out of the office building, she saw the car parked at the entrance and Milton leaning against it. Seeing Phoebe come out, Milton raised his hand to greet her. "Phoebe," Milton said.

Phoebe walked over unhurriedly. By this time, the sun had already set below the horizon, and the clouds were painted red by the sunset. She tilted her head slightly, "Mr. Douglas, are you waiting for me?" "Just happened to be in the area for some business, are you surprised to see me here?"

Phoebe nodded lightly, "Quite surprised. If you had come a few minutes later, I might have already left."

"That's fate for you. Get in the car, I want to take you to meet someone." Milton opened the passenger door and made a welcoming gesture.

Phoebe squinted her eyes and said with a slight smile, "Looks like this wasn't a coincidence; you came here specifically to catch me."

Milton laughed heartily, drawing the attention of several office workers who had just left the building, but he didn't mind.

Phoebe didn't want to be the center of attention, so she quickly got into the car.

After fastening her seatbelt, Milton started the car and soon merged into traffic. Phoebe turned her head to look at him. "Who are you taking me to meet?"

Milton had a mysterious look on his face and said with a faint smile, "You'll know when we get there. Just wait a moment."

Phoebe didn't ask further. She wasn't worried that Milton would take her somewhere dangerous. Half an hour later, the car pulled into Golden Harvest Diner.

Milton and Phoebe got out of the car at the entrance, and a valet immediately came over to take the car. Milton said with a smile, "Let's go."

The waiter recognized Milton and Phoebe as soon as they walked in, "Mr. Douglas, Ms. Ziegler, this way please."

Following the waiter, Milton and Phoebe walked through corridors and courtyards until they reached a secluded tea room. Milton, who had been relaxed and casual, straightened up and knocked on the door before entering. "Godfather, Phoebe's here."

Milton's formality made Phoebe a bit nervous, and she unconsciously straightened her back. Then she heard a calm and steady voice from inside, "Come in."

Milton opened the wooden door in front of him and gestured for Phoebe to enter.noveldrama

Phoebe didn't show any hesitation and stepped inside. The door closed behind her, and she glanced back, not seeing Milton follow her in.

Feeling a bit anxious and uneasy, she turned her head and saw a middle-aged man sitting in the tea room. The man was dressed in a suit, sitting upright, with eyes that exuded a cold, intimidating aura.

The light above shone down, highlighting the silver strands in his hair. Even though his face looked no older than 40, his dignified presence was clearly a result of years of experience.

This man was not a stranger to Phoebe. She had heard of him when she started her business in Canada. He was Harper, the founder of the GM conglomerate.

Phoebe had seen him from a distance a few times, but this was the first time they were so close.

Phoebe pursed her lips and introduced herself as Harper scrutinized her, "Hello, I am Phoebe, the head of Superstar Entertainment. I have seen you in Caneda."

Hearing this, Harper's expression softened. He gestured with his hand and said, "Have a seat."

Phoebe walked over and sat down. Harper poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of her. Phoebe didn't touch it, and Harper smiled, "Don't be nervous. I just wanted to have a chat with you today." However, his words only made Phoebe

more nervous.

"I don't think I have any connections with Mr. Ziegler," Phoebe said.

"We didn't have any connections before, but we might have quite a few in the future. Ms. Ziegler, Milton is the second-largest shareholder in your company, and the GM conglomerate is the parent company of Venture Capital Firm. Do you understand now?" Harper's tone was gentle.

But to Phoebe, his words were like a thunderclap.

"So, it was your decision for Venture Capital Firm to invest in Superstar Entertainment back then?" No wonder Milton always avoided answering her questions about it.

But Phoebe had never had any dealings with Harper. She thought to herself, 'Why would Harper help me?'

As if reading Phoebe's confusion, Harper said, "Every young person with a dream deserves to be noticed. You don't need to overthink it."

Harper's words sounded perfunctory.

"So, did you specifically ask me here today to hear a report on the company's current status?" Phoebe asked bluntly.

"No need," Harper waved his hand. He turned to look at the sycamore leaves falling outside the window and said, "I haven't been back to the country in many years. I want to take a walk around." When a boss said something like that, it was usually a hint for her to show some sincerity.

Phoebe quickly said, "Where would you like to go? I grew up in Kedora. If you don't mind, I can be your guide."

Harper withdrew his gaze, clearly pleased with her understanding, and said with a slight smile, "Then I'll trouble you, Ms. Ziegler."

They chatted for a while longer, mostly about the rapid development of Kedora in recent years. They had a pleasant conversation. Later, Harper had food brought in, and Milton joined them. The three of them ate and chatted, enjoying themselves.

Phoebe found that although Harper was serious, he didn't make her feel distant. Especially after they started talking, he even seemed approachable.

After dinner, it was already past ten. They left the tea room and walked along the corridor towards the main entrance. Under the corridor, another group of people emerged from a tea room.

The two groups met in the middle of the corridor. Phoebe was talking to Harper when she turned her head and saw Theodore, the most striking person in the other group.

Theodore, dressed in a black suit, looked dashing. He seemed surprised to see her there, a flash of astonishment in his eyes.

Theodore's gaze briefly swept over Harper, standing next to Phoebe. Although it was their first meeting, there was a strange sense of familiarity, especially when Harper and Phoebe stood together. In a subtle moment, they even looked somewhat alike.

Theodore thought to himself, 'Who is this man?'

After exchanging greetings, both groups walked towards the main entrance. Milton and Theodore walked in front, engaging in small talk, mostly Milton talking and Theodore listening.

When they reached the main entrance, Kristoff's car arrived first, and he left. This left Theodore, Milton, and the others.

Theodore's gaze swept over Harper again. Even though Milton hadn't introduced him, Harper's attire and demeanor suggested he was someone important.

Theodore said calmly, "Mr. Douglas, who is this?"

Milton said with a gentle smile, "Look at me, I was so busy talking to Mr. Reynolds that I forgot to introduce you. This is Mr. Harper Ziegler, the founder of the GM conglomerate. Mr. Ziegler, this is Mr. Reynolds, the young and talented head of the Reynolds Group."

Harper and Theodore shook hands, and Harper said coldly, "Pleasure to meet you."

Theodore withdrew his scrutinizing gaze. He knew about the GM conglomerate. When he had collaborated with Venture Capital Firm before, he had looked into their background. He just hadn't expected the founder of GM to be so young, looking no more than forty.

However, Theodore wasn't particularly interested in Harper. He looked at Phoebe, his eyes deep and calm, and suddenly asked her, "Did you pick up the cat?"

After a night of socializing, Phoebe remembered she needed to pick up Ollie when she saw Theodore. She shook her head and said, "I haven't had the chance." Theodore said directly, "Then let's go together."