Theodore shoved Vanessa into the elevator, hit the button for the 17th floor, and the doors closed as they started going up.
Madison stood by the wheelchair, chatting nonstop. "Vanessa, how''s your leg? You''ve lost so much weight, but you''re looking more beautiful," she ttered. "Thanks," Vanessa said, touching her face and ncing shyly at Theodore.
"Theodore,e on, isn''t Vanessa looking more beautiful?" Madison was trying to make Phoebe ufortable.
''Phoebe imed she didn''t care? Well, I''ll just show her the sweetness between Theodore and Vanessa,'' Madison thought to herself.
Theodore nced at Vanessa and said, "Yeah, you''re getting more beautiful."
Madison beamed. "Vanessa, you heard that. Theodore confirmed it. I''d be happy if I looked half as good as you."
Theyughed and chatted while Phoebe stood alone at the back, feeling isted.
She looked at Theodore''s tall frame. There was a ck band-aid on the back of his head, hidden in his thick hair. She wondered if he had a concussion from all the bloodst night. Phoebe eyed Theodore''s long fingers on the wheelchair''s armrest and thought, ''If he didn''t have a concussion, he wouldn''t be picking up Vanessa just to annoy me.''
The elevator stopped at the 17th floor. Theodore pushed Vanessa out, and Madison followed. Just as Phoebe was about to press the close button, Theodore said coldly, "Youe too." Phoebe''s finger froze. Why did Theodore want her toe? To show off how he pampered Vanessa?
Madison turned back, smirking. "Ms. Ziegler, please."
Under their gaze, Phoebe withdrew her hand, lifted her head, and walked out of the elevator.
They walked through the ss doors into the open office area.
The employees looked on, curious. ''What''s going on?''
Theodore didn''t like being watched. He called an employee over and said, "Get the legal department to the conference room."
The employee hesitated, then quickly ran off.
Theodore pushed Vanessa towards the conference room, with Phoebe trailing behind. Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm. "Ms. Ziegler."
Phoebe turned to see John looking at her. She smiled. "I heard you resigned. What''s next?"
John pressed his lips together, feeling bitter. "I haven''t decided yet."
Phoebe said, "If you need help, let me know. We''ve worked together for half a year, and I''ll do my best to help you."
John''s eyes warmed, and he shook his head. "No need, Ms. Ziegler. Take care."
"You too." Phoebe felt a bit sentimental. John''s working style suited her, but she couldn''t even decide her own future, let alone ask John to follow her.
In the adult world, farewells often came unexpectedly.
After their brief chat, Phoebe felt a bit better. When she walked into the conference room, Theodore was already sitting next to Vanessa.
As Phoebe entered, Theodore looked away, whispering to Vanessa, who giggled.
Phoebe paused, hearing footsteps behind her. The staff of legal department rushed in.
Lloyd nced at Phoebe and quickly approached Theodore and Vanessa. "Mr. Reynolds, Miss Fitzroy, I''ve printed the transfer contract. Please review it and let me know if any changes are needed. I''ll make them immediately." Lloyd handed out the documents. It was apany transfer agreement.
Theodore was transferring Queen Entertainment and all its resources to Vanessa unconditionally. From now on, Vanessa would manage Queen Entertainment without any restrictions from the parentpany. While they reviewed the agreement, Phoebe, bored, took out her phone to scroll through Facebook. Suddenly, Theodore''s deep voice interrupted her. "Ms. Ziegler,e here."
Phoebe''s fingers stiffened. She knew Theodore wouldn''t let her off easily. She walked over, and Theodore handed her the contract. "Read it," he ordered.
Phoebe looked at the thick stack of papers and wanted to punch him. She held back, took the contract, and began to read.
"Queen Entertainment Transfer Agreement, Party A: Vanessa, contact address: Kedora." Phoebe read a few lines, yawned, and continued. After a few more lines, she yawned again. The agreement was read in a jumbled, yawning manner.
Lloyd saw Theodore''s face growing darker and darker. He worried about Phoebe, hoping she wouldn''t push Theodore''s patience.
But yawns were contagious. Theodore hadn''t slept all night. At first, he resisted, but then he yawned too.
Theodore was speechless. If he had known Phoebe''s voice was so hypnotic, he would have had her read the contract to himst night, and he wouldn''t have been up all night.
When Phoebe yawned again, Theodore followed suit. After he finished, he realized the conference room was unusually quiet.
Vanessa''s face was extremely sour. From the moment she entered the Reynolds Group and saw Phoebe, she had been holding back.
Today, Theodore was transferring Queen Entertainment to her. With the agreement still pending and subject to potential changes, she refrained from provoking Phoebe.
Who knew Phoebe would be so despicable, deliberately yawning to distract Theodore? How tired were they to do this in front of her?
"Stop reading!" Vanessa interrupted Phoebe. "Theodore, I trust you won''t cheat me. Sign it. After signing, you and Ms. Ziegler can go get some rest."
Phoebe felt like she had been granted amnesty. cing the document in front of Theodore, she said, "Mr. Reynolds, sign it. It seems Miss Fitzroy can''t wait any longer. How can you make her wait?" Theodore was speechless.
He had intended to torment Phoebe, but instead, she had tormented him. He gritted his teeth, flipped to thest page of the agreement, and signed his name with a flourish.
Phoebe watched Theodore sign so readily and thought if only he could sign the divorce papers as quickly.
After Vanessa signed, Phoebe swapped the two copies and had them sign again.
Without much dy, they both signed again, and a subtle gleam appeared in Phoebe''s eyes. She gathered the signed documents and passed them over to Lloyd. "Lloyd, please get these notarized." Lloyd quickly took them. He nced at Phoebe, thought of the two pre-signed termination contracts, and looked at the relieved Vanessa, silently feeling sorry for her.