Chapter 58
Chapter 58:
Looking at Annabel’s retreating figure, Rupert frowned slightly.
He didn’t know why he couldn’t control his emotions in front of Annabel.
It was certainly not a good feeling.
After being forcefully kissed by Rupert, Annabel was not in the mood to talk to Marcel and his friends anymore. She called him on the phone and said, “I’m leaving p>
“Annabel, what happened? Are you okay?” Marcel asked in concern, surprised by the unusual tone of her voice.
“Nothing. I just feel a little uncomfortable,” Annabel said, swiftly coming up with an excuse.
Marcel stood up in a hurry and asked, “Annabel, where are you? I’ll take you back p>
“No, thanks,” Annabel refused.
But Marcel was determined to take her home. He took the elevator to the first floor and waited for her at the gate.
When Annabel reached the gate, she was surprised to see Marcel waiting for her.
“Annabel, are you okay?” Marcel asked, hurrying forward to meet her.
Annabel smiled. “I’m fine. Why are you here p>
“I want to take you home,” Marcel insisted.
Seeing that she could not change his mind, Annabel nodded and said, “Okay p>
“Wait a minute. Let me drive the car over,” Marcel said in his gentlemanly manner.
“Okay p>
Five minutes later, Marcel drove his Maserati to the gate and stopped in front of Annabel.
“Come on, get in,” Marcel said, opening the door for her.
“Thanks,” Annabel said with a smile as she settled down in the passenger seat.
Meanwhile, Rupert went back to his private box. His client was waiting patiently for him. “Mr. Benton, you’re back p>
Rupert’s face remained dark as the scenes in the restroom kept flashing through his mind.
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That kiss had him intoxicated.
But Annabel’s rejection made him very unhappy.
Thinking of the way Annabel had left angrily, Rupert became very worried about her.
It was so late. Would she be in danger again?
“I have to leave now,” Rupert said suddenly and stood up again. Without another word, he left the box, leaving his client in shock.
When Rupert arrived at the gate, he was just in time to see Annabel getting into Marcel’s car.
He saw the two of them talking and laughing, and the smile on Annabel’s face was different from the way she had looked at him minutes ago in the restroom.
Marcel stepped on the gas and drove away.
Rupert’s expression became even darker.
“Mr. Benton, are you okay?” Rupert’s client asked in concern when he came out and saw Rupert standing at the gate.
Rupert gave him a cold glance and said, “Let’s go back and drink p>
Marcel took Annabel back to the Benton family’s house and dropped her off.
“Thank you,” she said gratefully.
“Don’t mention it.” Annabel was his idol. Marcel would do anything for her.