Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 16 His Admirers

The whimpers of the dog pulled Annabel's attention away from the familiar woman. She rushed it to the vet.

Its front leg had been hit by the car before she got it out of the way.

As Annabel waited in the waiting room, she saw from the clock that she was almost running late for work.

She thought for a while before dialing Rupert's number.

"What's up?" Rupert's low and cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Ermm. I just called to inform you that something came up. I'll be some hours late this morning." Annabel asked for permission for late coming. “And how is that my business? You don't have to inform me about such a trifle!" Rupert uttered irritably.

The next second, the call was disconnected.

Annabel pursed her lips. She wondered why he was behaving indifferent, yet so angry. Perhaps he was still not in a good mood.

Anyway, she had done her part by informing him. The vet examined the dog carefully and reported that it was just a small wound that would heal in no time.

"Oh, that's good to know, but can it be admitted here for further observation?" Annabel was still a little worried.

responded the veterinarian with a

left without the dog. She planned to

at Benton Group. "Annabel, do you have any idea what time it is? Why did you arrive so

Nina. It wasn't intentional. I had something to

skipping work. Are you doing this because you already consider yourself as the boss's wife?" Despite her irritation, Annabel uttered calmly,

at me? When did you ask me for permission? You know what? I can't tolerate your excesses anymore. You are fired!\ Nina pointed at Annabel, her anger shooting to the roof. # Sensing that the matter was getting out of hand, Annabel pushed Nina's finger away and said firmly, \| asked Mr. Benton for permission. You just fired me because I came late. Does that mean you have more authority than the owner of

When she saw that a crowd had gathered, she stuttered, "You are

let's go." Annabel readily

expose Nina for how she made her

walked to the door of the CEO's office. She tidied her hair and clothes and looked at herself in the glass nearby before

a lot just to save the stray dog earlier. Her neat suit was wrinkled, and there was a mud stain

to her looks and put on a

a

be

her as a thorn in

“Comein.

as soon as she

smile froze the second she got into