Chapter 150 Phoebe Cuts Her Wrist
Chapter 150 Phoebe Cuts Her Wrist
At Neve''s apartment.
Nancy leaned on the door frame with her arms folded, looking at Neve who was packing her luggage,
"Are you really going to live with Zane?"
Neve didn''t pause. "There is no better chance than now."
Nancy frowned, "Buzz invited you to the show, what do you think?"
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Hearing this, Neve stopped what he was doing, turned around, and looked at Nancy, her pretty brows
were slightly raised, "Buzz? Why would they suddenly invite me?"
Nancy walked in, pulled a chair aside, and sat down, "Your poprity is higher than everyone. Buzz is
not stupid. They won''t just watch such a good opportunity slip away."
Hearing Nancy''s words, Neve sat down beside the bed, "Does Mr. Hughes know?"
Nancy said, "I went to see Mr. Hughes beforeing here. Mr. Hughes asked me to ask for your
opinion."
Neve was a little shocked, "Mr. Hughes asked you to ask for my opinion?"
Nancy nodded, "So what do you think?"
Just as Neve was about to speak, Nancy spoke again, "Neve, I know you will be upset if I say it, but I
have been working with you for so many years. I am by your side, even in the years you didn''t show up
in front of the public. Because I know what kind of person you are and that you like this job."
Speaking of this, Nancy paused, "But Neve, I''m afraid only you know how your rtionship with Mr.
Lawrence is now. The reason you are doing so well now is that you have Mr. Lawrence''s handle. But,
have you ever thought about what you will rely on when you have no rtionship with Mr. Lawrence
one day in the future?"
Nancy was straightforward.
Neve was silent for a few seconds, "So, what do you think, Nancy? Should I ept Buzz''s invitation?"
"Do you want it?"
Neve hesitated for a few seconds, "Kind of. Not every artist can show up on Buzz. I will be honored to
be one of them."
Originally, Nancy didn''t intend to let Neve go to Buzz.
But then she thought if Neve rejected Buzz''s invitation this time, she probably would never get a
second chance in the future.
After all, in showbiz, no artist could be famous forever.
So Nancy changed her mind.
"Since you want to go, then go, I will go with you then."
Neve nodded. "Okay, what is it?"
Nancy raised her hand and nced at the time, "I''ll have dinner with the editor-in-chief of Buzz tonight,
you''lle with me."
Nancy looked at Neve, "If you go, Mr. Hughes should be there too."
"Okay, I''ll go there then."
Nancy looked at her, "Then? What are you doing now?"
Neve pointed to the clothes on the bed, "Tidying up stuff."
Nancy looked at Neve, wanted to say something, but didn''t in the end.
It might not make any difference if she spoke. Not to mention that Neve could be terribly stubborn
sometimes.
"Then I will pick you up in the evening." Nancy didn''t intend to stay with Neve any longer.
Neve responded and sent Nancy to the door of the apartment, "Call me in advance when youe
over in the evening, in case I''m not here."
Nancy hummed, "You know what you should and shouldn''t do, don''t you?."
Neve nodded, "Nancy, take care."
After Nancy left, Neve stood where she was for a while.
She called Zane.
The call wasn''t answered immediately.
But the person who answered the phone was not Zane, but Albi.
"Albi?"
"Miss Bet, Mr. Lawrence is in a meeting, so he can''t answer the phone now."
Neve nced at the time, "At this time?"
Albi said frankly, "Something is wrong with a project."
"Well, then I''ll call himter."
Albi responded, "Okay."
Lawrence Group, at the executive office on the top floor.
After Albi hung up, he put the phone on the table, and then looked at Zane who was sitting on the chair
with a gloomy face, "Mr. Lawrence, Miss Bet said she''ll call youter."
Zane didn''t speak. After a while, he hummed.
Albi was a little awkward, not knowing if he should leave the office.
Just when Albi was thinking of finding a reason to go out to get some air, the phone on Zane''s desk
rang again.
It was not Neve but the Lawrence''s Manson.
"Mr. Lawrence, it''s the Lawrence''s Manson."
Only then did Zane reach for the phone and answer the call.
It was from Catherine.
"Grandmother."
"Zane, are you busy now?" Catherine sounded normal.
Zane pinched the center of his eyebrows, "It''s okay, grandma, is there anything?"
"If you''re not busy, go to the hospital."
When Zane heard this, his expression changed slightly, "What happened?"
"Phoebe cut her wrist and almost died."
Zane was silent for a while. "Okay.."
After hanging up the phone, Zane stood up and looked at Albi who was standing aside, "Go get the
car."
Albi responded, turned around, and walked out of the office.
Zane took the coat and left the office too.
Albi parked the car in front of Lawrence Group, got out of the car, and opened the door for Zane.
"Go to the hospital."
Albi drove towards the hospital.
Manches City, No. 1 Hospital.
On the sixth floor of the inpatient department.
In the ward, Phoebe was lying on the bed pale, her face deadly pale.
The door opened, Rachel walked to the bed and put the incubator on the bedside table, looking at
Phoebe with a distressed face, "Why did you do this?"
Hearing the sound, Phoebe looked up at Rachel, "Is my brother here?"
Rachel served some soup for Phoebe and said, "I asked your dad to talk with your grandma, and your
grandma called Zane. He shoulde."
Rachel looked at Phoebe, "Are you sure those people listen to Yanis?"
When Phoebe heard Yanis''s name, her eyes were full of hatred, "Who else could be so vicious except
her? Who else would Ivan listen to?"
Rachel was partial to Phoebe. She didn''t hate Yanis nor like her.
But Rachel knew that Yanis was not capable of hurting people this way.