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 to retort.She couldn't

of work despite your status.Here is the

sneer, Annabel took the document

others surrounded

Annabel is new.Don't you think she will screw it

of mischief

the advertisement was Marcel Brooks—a young and bad-tempered celebrity.He was hard to

looked forward to seeing Annabel

soon as Annabel got out, she went through the document that outlined the

raised her eyebrows when she saw Marcel's name in there; it

him, "Nina Jones handed over Marcel's shoot to Miss Hewitt just

a friend

that Marcel had

a lot at his hands if she worked with him

this morning, Rupert finally replied,

delight in

was in charge of everything

went downstairs to

black Bentley

out wearing a pair of

age of nineteen, he already had

fame contributed to

his head up high and

to him and extended her hand for a

Annabel Hewett, the person in charge of the

didn't take her hand or

with a frown, "It's so 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 that cafe

finally looked at the woman's face.His jaw

Annabel! Am