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Chapter 1382
Chapter 1382:
Annabel chuckled and looked at Heather. “I’m going too far? So this is what you consider ‘too far.’ Interesting p>
After that mocking remark, Annabel walked past them as if they weren’t even there.
“You can do whatever you want,” she said over her shoulder. “I’m with you p>
“That shameless bitch! How dare she be so arrogant?” Cathy spat as she watched Annabel walk away.
Heather rolled her eyes at Cathy in secret.
Cathy was bold enough to curse behind Annabel’s back now, but a moment ago she hadn’t been brave at all.
Remembering Annabel’s dismissive look, Heather felt anger surge like a rising tide. She clenched her fists until her nails dug into her palms. “Annabel… you’ll pay for this p>
Rupert was waiting around the corner when Annabel went upstairs. The moment she saw him, she hurried over and hugged him.
“How annoying,” she complained. “I was hoping to see Bruce as soon as we got back p>
A flicker of coldness passed through Rupert’s eyes. He despised coming back here, and Cathy and Erica were the main reason.
It wasn’t that he feared them—he simply didn’t act against them for his grandfather’s sake.
Even though Bruce wasn’t fond of them, he still considered them family, and he had asked Rupert not to punish them. And as long as they didn’t do anything outrageous, the rest of the family would always shield them.
Rupert led Annabel into the room. Annabel draped her arms lazily around his neck and looked into his eyes, as if she had suddenly remembered something.
“Rupert, was I too harsh just now?” Annabel asked.
Just thinking about Heather’s pitiful expression gave her goosebumps. She pressed a finger into her other palm, her face instantly turning innocent and wronged. “Rupert, you’re back. You must be tired p>
Her imitation of Heather’s voice was flawless—and it made Rupert frown.
“Stop it,” Rupert scolded softly.
Annabel leaned against his chest like a kitten. “Ron, you’re not feeling sorry for her, are you p>
Rupert’s gaze darkened. He leaned in and cupped her chin. “What did you just call me p>
Annabel smiled mischievously, then brought her lips to his ear, her warm breath teasing him as she murmured in a low, seductive voice, “Ron p>
Rupert swallowed hard. In the next second, he pushed her down onto the bed, bracing his arms on either side of her as he said in a hoarse, husky voice, “Annabel p>
The desire in his voice made Annabel’s heart stutter.
She reached up, tugged lightly at his neck, and lifted herself to brush her lips against the corner of his mouth.
Rupert moved faster, turning his head so their lips met fully. As the kiss deepened, the air between them grew hotter and heavier.