Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 4 His Superwoman

"Look! Who is that woman that came in with Mr.Benton? She's so beautiful and elegant!"

"Wow! Her legs are so straight and thin! I have never seen anyone as beautiful as her!"

"Is she Mr.Benton's fiancee?"

"How is that possible? It can't be!"

Many of the employees began to wonder who Annabel was.

The most common guess was that she was a business partner.But when she left Rupert and went into the personnel department to sign in, they all realized who she was.

The news spread in the company in no time.

It turned out that the woman who came in with Rupert was Annabel.

People didn't know what to believe anymore.

Didn't they say that Annabel was an ugly bumpkin? How come she was drop-dead gorgeous? While Annabel was going over the necessary formalities, the employees in the secretarial department were gossiping about her.

"Annabel is so beautiful! She's even prettier than Heather Norman!" an employee commented.

Nina Jones, the head of the department, had a frown on her face and disdain in her eyes.

She said maliciously, "Looks aren't everything.Beauty doesn't change the fact that she's a poor village girl who doesn't know anything about city life.She's not worthy enough to be Mr.Benton's wife."

Annabel had just walked into the secretarial department when she heard these words.

A hint of irony flashed in her eyes.She retorted in a clear voice, "If I'm not worthy enough to be his wife, who is? You?"

looked away and didn't dare

department.You will receive a fair amount of work despite your status.Here is the document

took the document and

others surrounded Nina

Annabel is new.Don't

mischief shone in Nina's

and

to seeing Annabel fuck things up on her first

went through

she saw Marcel's name in there; it

the CEO's office, Rupert's assistant asked him, "Nina Jones handed over Marcel's shoot

a friend of Rupert's

knew that Marcel

that Annabel would suffer a lot at his hands

morning,

delight in her

in charge

and some employees went downstairs to

before a black Bentley drove into

wearing

the age of nineteen, he already had millions of

contributed

held his head up high and walked

walked up to him and extended

the person in charge of

take her hand or

hot.Why didn't you bring an umbrella? Anyway, is everything all set? I don't have time to waste.By the way, buy me a cup of coffee before we begin anything.Don't get me a cheap one.I want one from

finally looked at the woman's face.His

Annabel! Am I