Anne was not here alone. Not only did she tell someone about it, but this was the person he did not want to face the most: Anthony Marwood!"The recording is in… Anne's phone," Sarah said it with guilt.Ron was stunned. He guessed it right! Anne could not believe what she heard. "When… When did you do it?""That time when we had lunch together, I did it when you went to the toilet," Sarah said. Anne took out her phone and saw the recording in her phone. If it were not because Sarah claimed so, she would not have opened it. Ron wanted to snatch her phone away but was restrained by Anthony's bodyguards. "Anthony, don't listen to her. It is all fake!" Ron desperately explained. "Fake or real, I will make my own judgment." Anthony's tone was cold. He looked so intimidating in the wide space. Anne immediately played the recording, and Sarah and Ron's conversation could clearly be heard in the quiet space. Anthony stood still where he was, like an ice statue.Ron's face
His last words sounded extremely strange, and anyone who was not a fool could tell that Elder Marwood was about to harm Sarah.Anthony walked up to Ron.Terrified by Anthony's presence, Ron paled and backed away. "Anthony, I am your father. What are you trying to do? Ah!"He missed a step by accident and fell down the stairs awkwardly.Anthony stood above the stairs and looked down at him before saying in an emotionless voice, "Get the words out: Elder Marwood is critically ill. As for you, you will be in mourning once Elder Marwood passes away!" He then turned to leave, followed by his team of bodyguards.Ron sat on the ground with chills running down his spine; he felt glad Elder Marwood was healthy enough and would not perish any time soon.Anne spared Ron no mind and went to help untie Sarah hurriedly. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?""I'm fine. How's your arm?""It's fine."Once Sarah's hands were freed, she grabbed Anne by the arm. "What do you mean, fine? There's blood all
Anthony was born with an enticingly handsome look and towering figure; his majestic aura completely took the attention away from Bianca.Everyone in the comment section was asking about him and wondering how he was better looking than the idols.A group of women banded together to find out about Anthony, and someone came forward to explain that he was the founder of Archduke Group and the eldest grandson of the founder of Marwood Group, Anthony Marwood.Just as Anne tried to go through all the comments, there was a sudden error with the webpage, and when she tried to refresh the page, everything had vanished into thin air, including the video and the comments."What did you see?" Sarah asked."Everything is gone. Anthony has probably blocked them all," Anne said.No one in the press would dare to spread rumors regarding Anthony, and that was the power of capitalism.He did not need to waste a single penny, and all it took would be a simple phone call."Bianca is probably disapp
Anne did not feel like working, so she paced back and forth between the department and the bathroom.After making over ten rounds to the point where her colleagues were starting to be suspicious, she finally saw the door to the meeting room moving.The door flew open, and Anthony stepped outside with a hand in his pocket and went straight to the elevator.Anne immediately went to follow him.She could not talk to Anthony in the Marwood Group, as she had already been the center of gossip at the moment.Anne watched as the number display went down and turned to head toward another elevator. She tapped on the elevator button anxiously and waited.Just as the elevator door opened, someone grabbed her by the shoulder from behind and Tommy pulled her into his office."What are you doing?" Anne pulled away and tried to leave. She had no time to waste, but Tommy insisted on standing in her way. "Whatever you need to say, wait. I am busy!""Over what? You are just going to see Anthony,"
She could only guess that he had been waiting for her."You looked desperate, so I figured you were looking for me."She pursed her lips at the realization that Anthony was onto her every move.'I thought he was in the meeting? Why would he know that I was walking back and forth to the bathroom?' she thought. Without time to consider, she blurted out, "Are you okay?"He sneered. "So you are here to pay your respect, hm?"Her eyes darted away. "I will cut to the chase if you don't want me to at least ask how you are doing. I wanted to talk to you about something... Can you restore my citizenship?""Why?"Anne froze at his question. "What do you mean? The truth has come out, and we have nothing to do with your mother's death. Shouldn't you let us go already?""Nothing to do with it, huh?" He stared at her with a mysterious look."Yeah! It was your…Ron was the one who kept chasing after my mom, and she didn't accept it. Ron himself admitted to it! You can't just keep tormenting
It was no wonder that Anthony realized that Nigel had sold a house to her right away. He had an apartment here as well.Anne felt as shaken as she would if she saw Anthony eating fast food by the street.She wanted to ignore it and leave, but a noise from the balcony startled her into looking back.Anthony was leaning against the chair, and the glass in his hand slipped onto the ground, shattering into pieces. Meanwhile, he seemed completely relaxed with his head tilted to the side, his eyes closed and his face pale.'Did he pass out? Can I pretend like I didn't see him?' she thought.She could not.No matter how much she feared and resented Anthony, he was still the father of her children. However, she could not simply call out to him as well, and calling Bianca was not an option either, or Bianca would question how Anne came to find out where Anthony was.The only person whom Anne knew the contact number of and would not have to worry about words getting out would be Xander, b
"Why aren't you leaving?"She turned around and glared at him. "Can I go through your door?""You can't."She stared daggers at him. She was far too traumatized to go back the way she climbed over, so she did not want to do it all over again. "Who did you think I came all the way here for? What is it going to cost you to just let me use your door? Your life?""I just saved you."Anne was rendered speechless."I haven't eaten." Anthony closed his eyes lazily.She scowled and wondered if he was asking her to cook for him.Anne contemplated the options before her, knowing perfectly well that Anthony would not have said such a thing if he was not commanding her. If she did not wish to go through the fences again, she would have to cook for him to get the opportunity to leave."...Sure, what do you have here? I can cook."She went into the kitchen to prepare a meal for Anthony, but as there was nothing in the refrigerator, he had to order someone to deliver fresh ingredients.'If
Anne came to and hurried over to stop him from leaving. "Why do you insist on making me stay? I want to go home.""I'm not in the mood, so don't test me." Anthony narrowed his eyes dangerously."You're not in the mood, but I have to be?" she questioned in confusion. She could not understand why Anthony could not send her away to feel better if he resented her so much.He glared at her as he grabbed her by the shoulder and shoved her into the room."You…!" Forced to enter the room, Anne stumbled inside.Anthony then proceeded to ignore her and went into the bathroom.Anne stood still, not knowing what to do. She desperately wanted to leave but did not have the courage to disobey him. In the end, she figured that the least she could do was to leave the room.Feeling uncomfortable at the sound of the water running inside the bathroom, she turned to leave and went outside, pacing back and forth in the living room as though that would help her find a way to leave.She eventually too