Phoebe entered her office. In the room, Phoebe saw Vanessa sitting in her office chair, subtly furrowing her brows before quickly rxing them. "Miss Fitzroy."


    Upon seeing her, Vanessa didn''t bother to stand up, instead pointing to the chair opposite her and saying, "Sit, let''s have a chat." Phoebe squinted her eyes. "If I recall correctly, this is my office. Miss Fitzroy, it''s not appropriate to behave this way, is it?"


    Vanessa seemed to have just remembered something. "Is that so? I''ve been sitting here all afternoon, and I''ve be oblivious."


    As Phoebe stood up and walked over, she noticed a pile of food scraps under the table, causing her to frown.


    Vanessa, on the other hand, showed no signs of shame. "I got bored and had some snacks. If you hade a bit earlier, we could have had them together."


    Phoebe leaned forward and pressed the inte button. "John, please call the janitor to the office."


    Shortly after, a cleaningdy arrived. Phoebe asked her to step aside politely and said, "Could you please help clean up the garbage on the floor?"


    Her tone seemed like she was asking to clean up more than just trash-it was as if she was asking to clean up Vanessa herself. Vanessa''s face slightly changed upon hearing this. After the cleaning was done, John brought several endorsement


    contracts.


    Phoebe didn''t exchange any pleasantries with Vanessa. She spread out the contracts one by one in front of her and said, "These are the endorsements I''ve chosen for you from many options. Take a look first, and then we can discuss." Vanessa only nced at them briefly and turned her head to look at John. John was still standing there motionless, blushing under the gaze of such a beautiful woman.


    Seeing that her hint wasn''t working, Vanessa spoke directly, "You''re John, right? Please leave. I want to talk to Miss Ziegler alone."


    John instinctively looked at Phoebe, and Phoebe nodded at him before he closed the door and left. Leaning back in her chair, holding a pen in her hand and spinning it, Phoebe had learned a bit of the CEO''s style from being around Theodore. Especially the way he looked at people from above, she learned that very well.


    Vanessa saw a shadow of Theodore in her, as on the day when the Reynolds family had said that Phoebe and Theodore were a perfect match, clearly indicating that she had deliberately imitated him.


    "We all know that QUEEN Entertainment is a gift Theodore gave me, which will eventually be in my hands. There''s no need for you to be so dedicated."


    Phoebe tapped the desk lightly with the pen. "Is that so?"


    "Do you know it in your heart, so why pretend in front of me?" Vanessa stared at her, perhaps due to her sitting down, the edge of her cor revealed a small gap revealing a hickeys on her neck.


    Her heart was pricked. She knew very well that after three years of marriage, they couldn''t have done nothing, but she still felt jealous.


    When Vanessa saw Phoebe looking at her neck, she felt ufortable and adjusted her cor to cover the marks. She said, "I have arranged an assistant for Miss Fitzroy. From now on, she will be responsible for your daily life and schedule." Vanessa snapped back to reality, her hands on her knees clenched into fists. "I don''t need one, I already have an assistant."


    "Oh?" Phoebe questioned.


    "Ruby, you remember her, right? You even hit herst night, so aspensation, I talked to Theodore and made her my assistant," Vanessa exined.


    Phoebe scoffed, "It''s the first time I''ve heard ofpensating someone by making them your assistant, but as long as she''s willing, I have no objections."