Who Is The Real Boss?

Chapter 1 The Benton Family

A woman in a white T-shirt and jeans walked out of the train station in Douburgh with a suitcase.Her delicate face turned slightly red as the sun hit her.She tucked wisps of curly hair behind her ears.

Under her arched eyebrows were a pair of bright and pretty eyes, a slim nose, and cherry lips.She looked so beautiful even though she had no make-up on.

"Hello! You are Annabel Hewitt, right? I'm the driver sent by the Benton family."

Annabel nodded and followed the driver into the car casually.She was already worn out.

On the way, the driver stole glances at the woman, whose eyes were closed as she rested in the back seat.

This woman was Rupert Benton's fiancee.

Rupert Benton was the most eligible bachelor in the city.

At just twenty-one years old, he was already the CEO of Benton Group.He was way ahead of his peers.He was a vigorous, resourceful and no-nonsense person, causing many in the business world to be afraid of him.His grandfather, Bruce Benton, took it upon himself to find a wife for him.

And he picked Annabel, a girl from the countryside.

With his hands on the steering wheel, the driver took another look at Annabel's innocent face and clicked his tongue.He envisaged that she would have a hard time with the Benton family.

At this time, Annabel slowly opened her eyes and looked at the strange city with a calm expression.

The car arrived at the Benton family's residence soon.

The driver carried Annabel's luggage for her.

inside the house when

eyed Annabel from head to toe with a look of utter

"Tracy!"

"Yes, Mrs.Benton."

soon as Tracy was given a signal, she began

woman was Erica

hands akimbo, she ordered, "Her

were soon covered

made her nose a little itchy.She

Erica flipped out immediately.

they breed over there.I'm doing this because I

have walked out if

you should spray some disinfectant in your mouth because it

shoved the servant aside and

"You...Oh my..."

pointed at Annabel with a trembling

Tracy hurriedly comforted her.

on designer clothes and bright makeup.Her expression was more condescending than Erica's as

you Annabel

she saw that

heard you came here by train.You should have told us you are too poor to afford a plane ticket.We would have bought one for you.Wait, it seems there

at Cathy with one of her eyebrows raised.She wondered if every

her grandfather had