Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 8 Heather's Lie

Erica and Jayden chatted with each other. It was common knowledge that Leonard and Bruce were very good friends. Back in the day, the Benton family and the Hewitt family dominated the business industry. However, Leonard suddenly sold his company and retired from the business industry many years ago. He hadn't been in the news ever since. The only thing people heard was that he was traveling the world with his granddaughter.

Despite being off the radar, the Hewitt family was still one of the most reputable families in the country.

Jayden brought the gifts Leonard sent for the Bentons—a world-famous painting, and the deed to a land worth hundreds of millions in the southern part of the city... The list went on and on.

Leonard was generous. His gifts were often over the top.

Annabel, who didn't like the Bentons, was unhappy that they got all these gifts from her family.

However, she was grateful that Jayden didn't come here to expose her real identity. She wanted to leave in three months. If the greedy Erica found out who she truly was, she would refuse to let her go.

Perhaps Rupert would even fall in love with her after knowing she was tich.

Just as Annabel was lost in thought, Heather's friend asked, "The Hewitt family is so generous. That reminds me, Heather. You once met Leonard's granddaughter at a fashion show, didn't you?"

‘One of the greatest mysteries currently was the identity of Leonard's

No outsider knew her name,

She's very beautiful

you her number. She also said that she will

you are

stared

deeply. "Why are

really meet Leonard's granddaughter?" asked Annabel.

surnamed Hewitt, but you are just some country bumpkin!\ one of Heather's friends

words made Annabel smile but she

became confused. Why was Annabel smiling? Did she know that her meeting the young heiress was just one big

wade off her nerving thoughts, Annabel shook her

there was no way Annabel saw through her lie, but she couldn't help feeling

apauper," she muttered, glaring at

curved up in a vicious smile. Meanwhile, Annabel walked to a quiet comer with her wineglass and sat

was massaging her forehead when she felt someone's gaze on her. She raised her head, only to meet

able totake his eyes off her since Annabel played the