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."

nodded, confused by Rupert's concern

want to explore the

spoke, Rupert narrowed his eyes

Annabel nodded obediently.

next steps.I'm sorting out the minutes of the meeting right now.I'll send them to

Annabel couldn't wait to leave, Rupert frowned

"Wait."

"Anything else?"

raised his injured

I should apply ointment to the wound twice a

Annabel was confused.

"Okay.So do it."

expressionlessly, "I

the hell was wrong with this man? He didn't know how to do something as simple as applying ointment? 1 Annabel was about to retort when Rupert pursed his thin lips and said unhappily, "Is this how you

help

rolled her eyes

"Where's the ointment?"

at the drawer

the drawer, took out the ointment, squatted down and carefully

lid, picked up some ointment with her fingers, and applied it

his hand, and the coolness of the ointment made Rupert

you ever study

help

was doing, too

very good at

down at the woman squatting in front of him with a meaningful look in his

know a little about it," Annabel replied with a

what with Annabel rubbing his hand, Rupert

suddenly called her name in a

"Yeah?"

at him and saw a spark

"Do you really—"

to ask, "Do you really dislike

Annabel's phone

I have to take

out her phone from her pocket to check

It was Marcel calling.

"Marcel" flashing on the screen, his expression darkened

With ointment slathered all over her hand, Annabel couldn't answer the

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