Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 53

Chapter 53 I Have The Final Say

Before Annabel could say anything, Rupert hung up abruptly.

Hearing the beeping tone on the phone, Annabel shook her head helplessly.

Why did Rupert call her again? Lately, he seemed to always look for her whenever something happened.

Confused, Annabel took the elevator to Rupert's office.

The door to his office was slightly ajar.

Before entering, she knocked on the door.

"Come in," Rupert called out.

Annabel pushed the door open and found Rupert sitting at his desk.

He had taken off his suit jacket and put it on the sofa, leaving only a white shirt on.

The topmost buttons on his chest were casually unbuttoned, exposing his well-defined chest muscles.

This coupled with his handsome face, he looked extraordinarily handsome.

At this moment, Rupert was staring at his computer screen and typing on the keyboard with one hand.

For a moment, Annabel fell into a trance.

It turned out that Rupert was an alcoholic.

His right hand was injured, yet he still worked tirelessly.

"Like what you see?"

Out of the corner of his eye, Rupert saw that Annabel was staring at him.He broke into a sly smile.His deep voice brought Annabel back to her senses.

Embarrassed, she coughed and changed the subject.

"Why did you call me?"

"You had a meeting with Brett this afternoon, right?"

Rupert stopped what he was doing.He leaned back in his chair and crossed one leg over the other.

This simple yet graceful move fully encapsulated just how elegant and noble he was.

"That's correct."

confused by Rupert's concern for

he plan to invest more in the jewelry? Or did he want to explore the jewelry market?

spoke, Rupert narrowed his eyes

Annabel nodded obediently.

the minutes of the meeting right now.I'll send them

Annabel couldn't wait to

"Wait."

"Anything else?"

raised his injured

forgotten? The doctor said I should apply ointment

Annabel was confused.

"Okay.So do it."

"I don't know

applying ointment? 1 Annabel was about to retort when Rupert pursed his thin lips and said unhappily, "Is this how you treat the

fine.I'll help

rolled her eyes in

"Where's the ointment?"

pointed at the drawer

opened the drawer, took out the ointment, squatted

the lid, picked up some ointment with her fingers, and applied it on the wound gently

stroked the back of his hand, and the coolness of the ointment made Rupert feel

ever study

help but

she was

good

front of

know a little about it,"

Annabel rubbing his hand,

suddenly called her name in

"Yeah?"

saw a spark of desire

"Do you really—"

was about to ask, "Do

phone

I have to

her phone from her pocket to check

It was Marcel calling.

flashing on the

kind of relationship with Marcel? With ointment slathered all over her hand, Annabel couldn't

are you busy?" Marcel

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