Phoebe had a dream. She dreamt that she was hiking through a desert, surrounded by endless yellow sands. Her mouth was dry, and her throat felt parched. Suddenly, a snake emerged from somewhere and lunged at her, biting her shoulder. She cried out in pain and woke up.

Opening her eyes, she saw that the bedroom was dimly lit, and the softness of the bed sheet reminded her that she was not in the desert but in bed.

She heard a faint sound of a door closing, and as she turned around, she realized that her shoulder was sore. She reached out and touched it, feeling a dampness. She felt doubtful. Could it be that the snake from her dream had actually bitten her in real life?

She quickly reached for the light switch, and the glaring light made her squint. Once she adjusted to the brightness, she turned her head and looked at her right shoulder. Oh my Goodness!

There were deep bite marks in two rows!

The skin was nearly broken. If she wasn’t familiar with whose those bite marks were from, she would have suspected that a dog had entered the house. She wiped off the saliva that remained on her shoulder. She wondered why the dog’s owner had gone crazy and bit her so early in the morning, causing her to wake up in pain.

Phoebe got up and went to the bathroom to shower. When she saw the bathtub, her face turned red, and for a brief moment, she couldn’t face the bathtub directly.

After showering, she thought about John still being at home, so she changed into a white T-shirt and work pants, to avoid having to come back and change later. As she walked out, the living room was empty, with only the faint smell of food coming from the dining room.

She paused for a moment, then walked into the dining room. On the table, there was a bowl of millet porridge and a plate of steamed buns, clearly bought from outside.

She went to the kitchen and heated a bag of medicine, then returned to the dining room to eat her meal.

Last night, she didn’t eat much at the dinner party and then was cornered by Theodore in the bathroom. She couldn’t remember how she ended up back in bed.

After finishing her meal, she cleaned the bowl, grabbed her bag, and went to the company.

When Phoebe arrived at the company, she saw the company’s artists practicing their physical training in the dance studio with their physical coach. She glanced at them from the back door.

The boys and girls were all wearing shaping suits, following the coach’s rhythm as they moved their bodies. They were all brimming with youth.

Phoebe couldn’t help but smile. These young artists were the future of QUEEN Entertainment. Each one of them had the potential to become a major success and bring attention to QUEEN Entertainment. “Miss Adams,” someone called out.

“Miss Adams,” someone greeted her as they noticed her presence. Others also stopped and greeted her, forming a group of people around her.

Phoebe waved her hand and said, “You continue practicing, I’ll just watch. If it affects your training, I’ll leave immediately.”

“No need to leave, we’ll continue training right away,” the group replied. They lined up again and continued training under the guidance of their instructor.

Phoebe felt gratified in her heart, seeing their dedication. She believed that all her tiredness was worth it.

She glanced around but didn’t see Vanessa. Her face darkened involuntarily.

Vanessa hadn’t come to the company for several days and had missed both the acting class and body language class. Phoebe could understand her absence in the body language class since she had a background in ballet and her posture and elegance were already there, but skipping the acting class seemed too stubborn.

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