Who Is The Real Boss?

Rupert fell silent.He opened the bedside table drawer, selected a cigar, and then lit it with a lighter.

As he sat and smoked, a cloud of smoke gathered around him.His expression was cold, and there was a touch of sadness in his frown.He continued to smoke until the cigar was entirely spent.

"Candy...She was with me when I was kidnapped as a child."

Kidnapped? Annabel frowned.

If she remembered correctly, Rupert had mentioned kidnapping several times before.

"Annabel, have you ever been kidnapped?"

At the time, Annabel had thought the questions were strange and rude.

But now, she wondered if he thought as Candy or a substitute for Candy.

Rupert's expression turned dark as he remembered what had happened when he was young.

"The kidnappers wanted me, and Candy was just in the wrong place at the wrong time.We were locked up in a cabin somewhere.We spent a few days in the dark together."

"How did you escape?" Annabel asked in a voice that was deep with emotion.

For some reason, she wanted to know what Rupert and Candy shared.

Rupert's handsome face crumpled as he answered, "Candy fell off a cliff to save me."

He didn't want to recall the past.It was too painful.He had been powerless to save Candy.

All he could do was watch as she disappeared into the abyss.

Candy was never heard from again, but he hadn't given up hope that she had survived.He had been looking for her ever since but found nothing.

Annabel fell silent.

Rupert's past with Candy was more tragic than she had imagined.

Candy had fallen off a cliff to save him.

Maybe she was dead.

Rupert couldn't

I look like

Annabel suddenly asked.

Rupert was stunned.

was just a little

in darkness.His memory of what she looked like as a child was

remembered about Candy was the warm

That was unforgettable.

Annabel were alone, it seemed like Annabel was Candy, but not because

the same faint fragrance and gave him the same

similar," Rupert

Annabel felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

when he stepped in front of

now, he asked, "Don't you think we should try to work on

was all because

looked at the man beside her and said coldly, "Rupert, listen, I'm Annabel.I'm my own person.There is only one of me in

she got up and went

firmness of her tone

the sofa without hesitation, he considered the complex emotions he had

love with Annabel.But he did know for certain that at

late

tossed and turned on the sofa, unable to stop thinking about the last month with Rupert.He truly was an exceptional man, just as her grandfather had promised.He was talented, handsome, capable

his heart already belonged to his childhood love,

when it came to love.She would

therefore, they couldn't be together.Both Annabel and

broke, and Annabel rose from the sofa with dark

handsome face also showed signs of

mood this morning and noticed that both looked tired when he opened

the dishes went to waste,"

yourselves," Bruce said with

Annabel was speechless.