Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 133 Promise 

Rupert didn't say a word. From NôvelDrama.Org.

Without an expression on his face, he played with the umbrella in his hand.

Though he remained silent, Annabel knew what the answer was, her heart filled with bitterness.

The space between them was quite narrow.

As a result, the situation was pretty awkward.

Just then, the Ferris wheel began to rotate and their car descended slowly.

Before it stopped, Rupert looked up all of a sudden.

He stared at Annabel and said seriously, "I used to like Candy.But that's in the past.Now, I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

There was something about his voice that made it so soothing.

‘ Annabel couldn't help being charmed by what he just said.Her heart raced uncontrollably.

"Do you really mean that?" she asked, pursing her lips.

"Yes," Rupert replied, nodding faintly.

"So, do you mind telling me the answer in advance?"

"I do," Annabel answered, raising the corners of her lips smugly.

"You have to wait for two months, and that’s final."

She was still a little surprised by his answer a few seconds ago.

This was what she wanted to hear.

But did he mean what he said? Did he really not like Candy anymore? She had been his obsession for many years.

Although Annabel felt a surge of excitement in her heart, she couldn't shake off her suspicion.

Perhaps, if they gave each other more time, she would understand him better.

That way, she might find out whether or not he was still yearning for Candy.

"Very well then."

Rupert grinned helplessly.

They soon got off the Ferris wheel and walked side by side in the amusement park.

It was a very peaceful night.

Street lamps shone on them, casting long shadows of the two.

What kind of relationship did they share? Annabel asked herself, tilting her head subconsciously.

They were more than friends, but neither of them saw the other as their lover.

"It’s late," Annabel said in a hushed tone.She was exhausted from walking all day.

"Let's go back." They returned to the hotel.

As soon as they entered the hall, a woman in a rose red dress suddenly walked to them.

"Rupert, are you okay?"

On seeing who the person in question was, Annabel furrowed her brow.

What was Heather doing here? 1 When did she come to Paris? I Rupert was just as shocked.

"Why are you here?" he asked coldly.

"I've been very worried about you of late," Heather replied.

"It's such a relief to know you are fine."

From the look in her eyes, it was obvious that she was drawn to Rupert.She couldn't even hide her admiration for him. But this didn't sit well with Annabel, who stepped forward and smiled sarcastically.

"Why does it bother you if my fiance is fine or not?"

"I care about him."

Heather fixed her gaze on Annabel.She was green with envy upon seeing how close Annabel and Rupert were.

"Let's go, Rupert."

Annabel pulled Rupert's hand and both of them headed to the elevator.

Following them, Heather noticed that they entered different rooms.

Immediately, a thought rushed through her mind.

If Rupert loved Annabel, why then did they live in two different rooms? Could it be that he wasn't that into her? Heather guessed that Annabel was pestering Rupert.

"What's so good about that country bumpkin? Why can't he see that she's just a woman who goes about seducing men?"

Heather murmured to herself.

When Annabel returned to her room, she decided to take a hot shower.

While at it, the bathroom was covered in mist.Her mind couldn't stop pondering on Rupert's words.

"I want to spend the rest of my life with you."

Annabel's lips raised slightly.She reached out for her pajamas and put them on.

Then she saw Rupert's suit.She decided to return it.

The moment she opened the door of her room, she heard Heather's flirtatious voice.

"I'm here to discuss the cooperation plan between Norman Group and Benton Group."

Heather had been doing everything possible to convince her brother to let her work in Benton Group.

But he hadn't given her a response.

In her desperation, Heather stole Hooper's cooperation plan and came to Paris to look for Rupert, with the excuse of wanting to discuss the negotiation with him.

Annabel could see that Heather was wearing a slinky rose-colored skirt with suspenders, which revealed so much cleavage.Her hair was loose and draped on her shoulders, and she had very delicate make-up on.

"Is that so?" Rupert grinned faintly.

"Sure it is.I brought the plan along.We can discuss it if you have time on your hands."

Heather cast a charming glance at him.

From where Rupert was standing, he could see the crack of the door to Annabel's room.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her unhappy look.

This made him smile from ear to ear.

Unaware of what was going on, Heather mistook the reason behind the sudden change in his expression.She thought Rupert was smiling at her.

His breathtaking appearance almost made her knees give way.Her heart began to beat wildly.She knew that Rupert would fall for her since she dressed so sexy tonight.

All she needed to do was put in more effort.He would become hers eventually.It was only a matter of time.

"Why don't we go to your room and have a word?"

Heather stepped forward and leaned against Rupert.

The joy in her heart made her somewhat confident.

Just then, Rupert moved aside and Heather lost her balance.

In a wink of an eye, she was on the floor.

It was such a funny incident that Annabel burst into laughter.She walked over with Rupert's suit in her hand.

"Heather, who would have guessed that you like lying on the floor?"

"How dare you!"

Heather raised her head as soon as she sensed the mockery in Annabel's question.It was such an embarrassing moment for her.She got up without further delay.

Anger was written all over her.

"Here is your suit.You left it in my room just now."

Annabel turned to Rupert and spoke in a coquettish tone.

Heather couldn't believe what she just heard.

What did the both of them do? Did Annabel strip off his clothes? The mere thought of this made Heather jealous.

Why wasn't Rupert looking at her? His eyes were always on Annabel.

To worsen the situation, Rupert held Annabel's hand gently and they walked into his room.

"Rupert, how about the plan?"

Heather didn't want to give up, but he couldn't care less.

He shut the door in her face! With both of her fists tightly clenched, a sinister look flashed through Heather's eyes.

"Annabel! You are going to pay for this," she whispered.