Chapter 7 Confrontation


    Annabelle tensed in panic and turned away to leave.


    “Who are you? And why are you standing here?” A hostile and booming voice came from inside.


    Annabelle knew she must now give them a satisfying exnation, otherwise it would just spell trouble.


    She lifted her eyes and hid her uneasiness, with a modted tone, she exined, “I am the new…”


    Just before she could finish her sentence, she received her second trauma of the day.


    It was Alistair!


    What in the world is he doing here!?


    Annabelle’s mind went nk and her jaw droppedically, like the genie from ddin.


    He is the president of Yun Rui?!


    How in the world is this even possible!


    And at that moment, countless thoughts raced through her mind. Every single cell in body yelled


    ‘RUN!’, but her feet were heavy as lead, as if it was rooted in the ground.


    After a few years, Alistair looked more mature and even closer to perfection. He seemed to be molded


    from y by one of the great artists of the past. His basalt jaw and Spartan shoulders spoke to his


    great strength. He possessed atent, leonine power and always moved with purpose and authority.


    Perhaps, his only blemish was that his stare was cold as ice and his eyebrows were also pointed up


    like he was perpetually angry.


    Alistair observed the stranger from head to toe. Not a beauty in the ssical way, no flowing golden


    curls nor temperament like a catwalk model, but in her ordinariness, she was mysteriously attractive.


    Something radiated from her that made her pleasing. A pair of arched eyebrows looked down on


    sweeping eyshes, her tranquil eyes stared at him and a set of dazzling, angel-white teeth gleamed


    as she left her mouth wide open…


    Wait a second…Why is her mouth wide open?


    And the way she looks at me is rather… peculiar. Does she know me?”


    However, Alistair could not remember.


    “You have yet to answer me,” Alistair asked again, intimidatingly this time.


    His enchanting voice brought Annabelle back to her senses, “Umm… I am…”


    “Were you eavesdropping on us?” Thedy beside him strutted forward, presumably the


    aforementioned Yoi Han.


    The plight of pretty women.


    Yoi disyed an obvious hostility towards Annabelle. She med Annabelle for interrupting her


    attempts to get Alistair under her control.


    Annabelle frowned at Yoi’s rudeness, “I am the new designer, Annabelle. Reporting for duty.” Annabelle


    answered impably, clear and concise.


    “Xia… Annabelle?” Alistair lightly repeated after her, while his eyes scanning with a mixture of interests


    and iprehension.


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    When Alistair mentioned her name, Annabelle could feel as if her heart was in her mouth. She couldn’t


    move a muscle and her hands started to sweat.


    When it rains, it pours. How unthinkable that the famed president of Yun Rui Corp was HIM!


    If she only knew, she would NEVER have considered working here!


    “Come inside,” Alistair instructed.


    “Alistair…” Yoi called out sweetly.


    “Yoi, you should leave. I have work and I will find you after I am done.” Alistair told her off with authority.


    “Okay~ I’ll wait for you tonight!” Yoi answered meekly. She knew how to behave when her man got


    serious. She has spent sufficient time with him to learn that he takes great care in his workce.


    “Ok.” Mu replied.


    As the twodies crossed paths, Yoi threw her a warning re.


    Finally, Annabe and Allistar were the only two left in the room.