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Chapter 1371
Chapter 1371:
Annabel brushed his lips with cool fingertips. Before she could answer, Rupert kissed her, stealing her words.
It was a possessive kiss, as though he wanted to pull her into himself.
Annabel narrowed her eyes and gently pressed a hand to his chest, pushing him back. “We’re in a car,” she reminded him. Even with the partition separating them from the driver, she still felt embarrassed.
Rupert found her mild indignation adorable. “You brought this on yourself,” he teased.
Then he buried his face in the crook of her neck and murmured, “I love you p>
At his words, Annabel tightened her embrace around him and answered softly, “I love you too p>
But just as they were wrapped up in each other, Annabel’s phone began to ring. She glanced at the screen and saw it was Margo’s agent calling.
The call wasn’t about something minor. It was about an incident in the parking lot.
“What? Where are you now?” Annabel demanded.
“We’re back at the company,” the agent replied, sounding rushed.
“Alright. Wait for me there. I’ll be there soon.” After giving a few more instructions, Annabel ended the call.
Rupert watched her closely, then turned his full attention to her.
Annabel quickly explained what had happened to Margo.
“I’ll help you,” Rupert offered without hesitation.
“Thank you.” Annabel nodded, her brow tightening. She’d assumed it was just paparazzi trying to take photos, never expecting it to be this complicated.
Annabel rushed back to Star Entertainment immediately. Since she had already notified them, Margo and her agent were waiting in Annabel’s office.
The moment Annabel walked in, she asked, “Are you hurt p>
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“No. I managed to get away quickly. They seemed afraid of being recognized, so they didn’t chase me,” Margo said, shaking her head. Even now, the memory made her uneasy.
Annabel tapped her fingers lightly on the desk, her expression taut. “I didn’t see this coming p>
A wry laugh escaped her.
She had been behind the scenes for too long, unaware of what had been brewing inside the company.
Now she wanted to know who was orchestrating all of it.
In a coffee shop not far from Star Entertainment, Heather stared down at a handful of photos, displeasure written all over her face.
“Is this all you got p>
She tossed the photos onto the table and took a sip of coffee.
“Getting these shots was already difficult,” the paparazzo sitting across from her snapped back.
“Didn’t you say you had someone on the inside? And now you’re telling me it’s difficult?” Heather’s eyes held a cold, scornful glint. “If this is the quality of your work, I’m going to cut your payment p>