John''sprehension dawned without the need for Phoebe to borate further. It had been a full forty-eight hours since the incident, and Thompson was already a crumbling ruin. Any tangible evidence that might have existed would have been eradicated by now."Phoebe, you''ve been unconscious for two days," John began, his voice carrying a hint of concern. "During that time, Theodore dispatched his assistant to conduct an investigation. They should have gathered all the avable evidence by now."Phoebe''s eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What are you implying?" she asked. John hesitated, licking his lips before he replied, "I''m suggesting you approach Theodore. If this situation involves Miss Fitzroy, I doubt we''ll unearth any further leads."


    Phoebe''s gaze fell, her mind churning. If Theodore had intentionally shielded Vanessa, then she was already two days toote. Even if Phoebe was convinced of Vanessa''s involvement, without evidence, she was powerless to act against her."I refuse to believe everyone would protect her," Phoebe dered, her teeth clenched in frustration. "If she''s guilty, there must be evidence somewhere. I''ll start with the staff member who contacted you that day. There has to be evidence."John nodded, understanding her determination. "Understood. I''ll start the investigation immediately."


    In truth, he had already spoken to the staff member in question two days prior, following Phoebe''s incident. The employee had insisted that she had not been directed by anyone and had merely received a call from an individual who imed to havepromising photographs of Noah Myers.Noah Myers was QUEEN Entertainment''s golden goose, and any information rted to him was treated with the utmost seriousness. The staff member hadn''t dared to act independently, which was why she had sought John''s guidance."John," Phoebe''s voice wasced with urgency, "if we don''t expose the mole this time, incidents like this will continue to ur. I was fortunate this time, but I may not be so lucky in the future." John''s heart plummeted at her words. "I''ll leave right away," he promised.As John hastily exited, Phoebe leaned against the window, her body trembling as the autumn wind blew in. The sun, which had been radiating warmth just moments ago, was now hidden behind ominous clouds. Meanwhile, Vanessa, in a fit of rage, swept her arm across her dressing table, sending bottles and jars crashing to the floor. The cacophony of shattering ss echoed around the room. Ruby, standing behind her, remained silent, too frightened to intervene during Vanessa''s tantrum. "Damn it! I nned everything so meticulously, but it all fell apart. Isn''t Thompson the type who can''t resist a beautiful woman? How could he have let Phoebe escape?"


    Vanessa had specifically chosen Thompson due to his notorious reputation. Even if he had harmed Phoebe, Theodore would never suspect her involvement. Everything had proceeded smoothly, so how had Phoebe managed to elude her grasp?Ruby, witnessing Vanessa''s fury, attempted to soothe her. "Vanessa, you did everything you could. Even though Phoebe escaped this time, she was still severely injured. We can consider this a sessful act of revenge."" But how is that enough?" Vanessa roared, her anger unabated. She had wanted Phoebe to be defiled, to be vited by the despicable Thompson. She had expected more from the current oue.


    Ruby nced at Vanessa''s clenched jaw, a clear indication of her simmering rage, and cautiously advised, "I understand, but Vanessa, consider Thompson. He''s already a wreck. If Theodore discovers our involvement, the repercussions would be catastrophic.""I took such a big risk. Why did he let Phoebe go?" Vanessa''s confusion was evident. Merely beating Phoebe wasn''t sufficient. She had expected more.