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Chapter 1148
Chapter 1148:
The agent glanced through the glass at Joziah, who was still shouting inside, and a wave of disgust rose in her chest. She had known he’d been pestering Margo for a long time and had tried to chase him off more than once, but she never expected he would actually dare to harm her.
If he had succeeded, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
At that thought, the agent turned to look at Margo, a hint of reproach in her eyes.
Margo didn’t dare say a word. She simply lowered her head, silent. She had already expected she would be punished once she got back.
The evidence Annabel had gathered against Joziah was irrefutable, so he remained in custody for the time being. However, the Ruiz family refused to let their son stay in jail for long, and he was bailed out soon after.
After looking into Joziah’s background, Annabel personally instructed the Public Relations Department to keep the matter from spreading.
On the ride back, Margo stole nervous glances at Annabel. For a long time, neither of them spoke, until Margo finally broke the silence.
“Thank you, Annabel,” Margo said quietly.
“From now on, always tell your agent where you’re going, okay?” Annabel replied calmly. “It’s for your safety p>
The situation itself wasn’t complicated, and Annabel handled it quickly. What truly worried her was Margo’s carelessness.
“I know I was wrong…” Margo murmured. She had learned her lesson.
“Why did you go to the bar alone?” Annabel asked suddenly, her gaze sharp with curiosity, as if she had already guessed the real reason.
Margo forced herself to swallow her emotions and answered lightly, “I just wanted to have some fun. I didn’t expect something like this to happen p>
Of course Annabel knew that wasn’t the whole truth, but she didn’t press.
Annabel glanced at her phone and saw a missed call from Rupert. She froze. She had been so focused on Margo’s situation that she hadn’t even noticed when he called.
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She was about to call Rupert back when her company called again. She became absorbed in work once more—so much that she forgot about Rupert altogether.
That evening, when Annabel got home, Rupert was sitting on the sofa, watching TV with an indifferent expression.
“Rupert, I’m back,” she said softly.
With a faint smile, Annabel lazily leaned toward Rupert. But unlike usual, he didn’t pull her into his arms. He just sat there, unmoving.
“Why didn’t you answer my call?” Rupert asked suddenly, his face cold.
In the past, even if Annabel missed his calls, she would always call him back. But today, she hadn’t.
Thinking of what had happened a few days ago, Rupert’s frown deepened.
Annabel lifted a hand to her forehead. How could she have forgotten to call him back?
“I’m sorry, Rupert. I forgot,” Annabel apologized, trying to sound sweet as she wrapped her arms around his.
Rupert caught her wrist and pulled her into his arms. “Who were you with today? Did that prince come bother you again p>