Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 52

Chapter 52 Annabel Didn't Like Him

"I don't like your family, including Rupert." Annabel's arrogant yet charming voice kept ringing in Rupert's ear.

Annabel didn't like him.

Why? Was there anything wrong with him? Rupert frowned as he tried to figure out her reasons.He had always been a proud man.

This was the first time that he felt the sense of being disliked.

In the past, he had always disliked others, but now he was being disliked.

Seeing Rupert standing there with a long face, Annabel asked in surprise, "Rupert, I thought you wanted to stay at home.Why did you come here all of a sudden?"

Before Rupert could say anything in response, Cathy beat him to it.

"Cousin, you came just in time.Look at my face.This was what Annabel did to me.She has even hit your mom."

Annabel was speechless.

When did she hit Erica and Cathy? "Didn't I tell you not to give her any trouble?"

Rupert asked, fixing Cathy with a cold glance.His imposing manner was so intimidating that Cathy trembled in fear.

Blinking nervously, she looked to Erica for help.

"Auntie..."

"Rupert, what's so good about this woman? Why are you so protective of her?" Erica asked angrily.

How could her son be so nice to this bumpkin? This was something she couldn't understand.

"I only know that Grandpa likes her," Rupert answered.

"And he is not in good health.Do you want to put his health in jeopardy by getting him angry?"

"You..."

Erica was going to say something, but she stopped.

Since Rupert used Bruce as an excuse, Erica couldn't invalidate it.

"I said I would leave, but not now."

Annabel looked down at the pieces of the check on the floor.

"You'd better keep the fifty million for yourself."

With that, she walked out of the conference room.

"Auntie, just look at her! What sort of attitude is that?"

Cathy shouted, stamping her feet in anger.She had thought that she could get Erica to chase Annabel away since Annabel had made Rupert get injured, but her mission turned out to be unsuccessful.

Even Rupert protected her!

"Rupert, is your hand okay?" Erica asked, grabbing his hand gently.

"It's fine." Rupert withdrew his hand from her grip.

Erica snorted.

"I heard you got injured because of Annabel."

"It has nothing to do with her," Rupert said coldly.

"Mom, don't cause any more trouble for Annabel."

"Am I causing her any trouble?"

Erica snapped, pissed off by her son's accusation.

"Rupert, I'm doing this for your own good.Are you really going to marry this bumpkin? What's so good about her? At best, she’s only beautiful.Why are you so obsessed with her? This kind of woman is unruly and greedy.She might have done something shameless behind your back!"

"Exactly!"

Cathy concurred eagerly.

"Annabel came from the countryside.What else can she do apart from seducing men? You've just been kept in the dark.The last time I went shopping with my friend, ! saw Annabel with a man."

"What man?" Rupert asked with a frown.

"Marcel Brooks," Cathy said.

"I don't know how she got to know Marcel. The two of them were very close, walking hand in hand..."

"Enough!"

Rupert shouted, his handsome face darkened in anger.

"Annabel and Marcel are friends.Don't make blind and stupid conjectures."

But still, he couldn't help but remember the image of Annabel singing to Marcel in the bar that day.

Without another word, he turned around and returned to his office with a sour face.He looked at the documents on the table but couldn't read a word.

No matter how he tried, he couldn't get rid of the image in his imagination of Annabel and Marcel making out.

Finley was outside, coming to give him a document to sign.

But when he reached the door, he heard Rupert scolding someone in a stern voice, "Why is there a typo?"

"I'm sorry, sir.I'll fix it right away," the department manager, to whom Rupert was speaking, said respectfully.

He was sweating profusely as he stood before the CEO.He felt the CEO was different today.

True, his face hardly ever looked happy.

But today, he criticized him for over half an hour over a typo.

"Go and fix it right now!" Rupert ordered, throwing the document at him.

"Yes, sir."

The manager nodded and hurried out of the office.

When he met Finley at the door, he told him, "He's in a bad mood today.Pray for yourself."

In a bad mood? The CEO always had a cold look. NôvelDrama.Org © content.

When was he ever in a good mood? Finley knocked on the door, not knowing what to expect.

"Come in!" Rupert called.

His voice was even sharper than before.

As soon as Finley stepped into the office, an icy atmosphere enveloped him.

"Mr.Benton, this document needs to be signed," he said, handing Rupert the document he was holding.

Rupert took the document, glanced at it with a frown and asked, "Isn't this document to be sent to the partner this afternoon? Why didn't you give it to me to sign earlier?"

Finley's heart trembled.

The reason he didn't bring the document sooner was simply because Rupert had been on leave all morning.

Sensing what Finley was thinking, Rupert asked, "Why didn't you come to my place to get my signature?"

Finley's scalp went numb under Rupert's cold gaze.

"I'll do that next time."

Eventually, Rupert decided to sign the document.

After taking back the signed document, Finley turned around and was about to walk out when he heard Rupert ask behind him, "If a woman doesn't like a man, what could be the reason?"

Finley stopped in confusion.

A woman did not like a man? What did he mean? Who was this woman? Who was the man? Did a woman refuse Rupert? But that was impossible! So many women were chasing after him.

But if any such woman existed, how on earth would he know the reason? After thinking for a while, Finley said, "Maybe it's because the man isn't good enough."

"Get out!"

Rupert shouted in fury.

After Annabel got back to her office, she buried herself in her work.

The meeting with Brett was very successful.

He was very satisfied with her plan and hoped that they could launch new products as soon as possible.

Annabel would be very busy in the next couple of days.

She had to keep an eye on the progress of the new product launch and make sure it was launched as soon as possible.

Just as Annabel was about to begin calling all the relevant staff for a meeting on the production issue, her phone rang.

It was a call from Rupert.

"Hello," she said as she picked it up.

But she had hardly completed the word when a cold voice from the other end of the line cut her off.

"Come to my office."