As soon as she turned on the phone, her phone rang. It was Sarah. Anne answered it. "Aunt…" "Anne, how are you? Are you okay? Did Anthony catch you? I didn't dare to call you." "I'm back and fine.” Sarah said, “That’s good. Anthony is unpredictable. He would even come back to our mansion to catch you. I thought he would never show up here again." Anne lowered her eyes. Was there a place in Luton that he would not go to? If he wanted to deal with the Marwood family, it was a breeze… "Anne, don't worry. I will try my best to get you out of it." "I will settle it myself…" "Even so, I have to help you. I won't let you get tortured by him!" Anne went to the living room after ending the call. Ron was sitting there with a frown. "I can't believe that Anthony still has his eyes on Anne. It's all my fault," Ron apologized to his wife. "It's not your fault. Who can stop him? Also, he's your son, and he won't go too far." Sarah got an idea and said, "Why not find him a wom
Anne really wanted to say that nobody told her to park here. However, she opened the door and went in. They went to a high-end restaurant. Anne felt like a round peg in a square hole here. The diners inside were dressed fancily. Michelle was in high heels and a branded dress, while Anne wore a pair of ordinary sneakers, light wash jeans, and a loose T-shirt. Her clothing was worth less than a hundred bucks. The manager stared at Anne when she went in. If it were not for Michelle's sake, Anne would have been asked to leave. After they were seated, Anne asked, "Why here?" "To dine, of course. This place is private. It's suitable for popular celebrities like me," Michelle said. Anne did not mind her tone as she had always been this way. Michelle picked up the menu and said, "Order something! You probably haven't eaten yet." Michelle was right. Anne just got off work and was planning to make instant noodles at home. Anne knew how expensive the food was without the men
While Anne was still waiting, the waiter came over. "Hello, would you like to get the bill now?" Anne's face reddened as she said, "Oh… wait for a while. She went to the washroom." "You mean the customer who came with you? She has left." "What?" Not until now did Anne realize that she had been played by Michelle. Michelle claimed to have a stomachache to run away! Now that Anne was left here alone, she had to pay the bill. "How much?" "The total is 12,356 dollars, and after rounding off, it's 12,350 dollars." Anne was speechless. Her hand stiffened as she looked at the dishes on the table. "So expensive…" "Mainly, it was this bottle of wine," the staff said. "I didn't drink it."The staff smiled without saying anything.Anne knew that this was not an excuse not to pay. However, paying ten thousand dollars for a meal would make her heart bleed! "If… if I don't pay, what would happen?" "We will call the police." Anne took a deep breath and tilted her head. She t
"Refuse to pay?" Anthony asked calmly. The look in his eyes was unreadable. "Yeah! She wore cheap clothes, came here to eat, and refused to pay. How bold! After all, we're one of the finest restaurants in Luton. The poor would want to try once before they die!" the manager said with emotion. Anthony walked in expressionlessly. The manager said, "Mr. Marwood, your room is this way…" Yet, Anthony did not seem to have heard him and kept walking. He had one hand in his pocket and the other hand pulled out a chair to sit down. He then looked Anne in the face.Anne compressed her lips, and her head slightly tilted to avoid meeting his eyes. The manager was quick to realize something between Anne and Anthony. If not, he would not have become the manager. He was terrified and thought inwardly, 'Could it be that they know one another?' ‘However, her clothes are so…’ "How much does she have to pay?" Anthony asked in a low voice. "Well… no! She did not owe us anything. She di
Michelle smirked. It was good that Anne knew her place. Anne had better leave quickly and not disturb her reunion with Anthony! "Did I give you permission to leave?" Anthony's voice sounded. Anne's body stiffened, and she had no choice but to sit down again. The table was set for two. Therefore, if Anne did not leave, Michelle had to leave. Michelle had to keep her smile and uttered, "I asked Anne out today. I had some errands to run just now. I came back to get the bill. Unexpectedly, I bumped into you." In fact, Michelle came back to witness how embarrassing Anne would be. "I'm leaving now, Anthony. Let's catch up again next time." "Mm-hmm." Michelle was not asked to stay. After she turned, her face darkened. However, before she left, she paid the bill. Since Michelle had paid for the meal, Anne owed Anthony nothing. She had eaten her fill, but as long as Anthony had not given her permission to leave, she dared not leave. She sat on the chair as she felt like
Michelle did enlarge her eyes. Her eyes were not big enough for the camera. Anne's words touched Michelle on the raw. "Did you bribe Dr. Carlson? If this goes public, it will take its toll on your career," Anne said. "You!" Michelle was fuming with rage as she pointed at Anne, uttering, "I'll now ask the clinic to fire you! I don't mind not being a celebrity. My parents are loaded anyway!" She then stormed out of the room. Anne frowned slightly and realized that Michelle came prepared. "You must fire Anne Vallois!" Michelle shouted outside. The director came over, and the nurses stood around. "What is wrong?" the director asked. "Anne was slandering me. You must fire her! I’m not gonna let her get away with it!" Michelle huffed. "What happened?" asked the director as he darted a glance at Anne, who was standing aside silently. "As I said, she slandered me. Can you hear me?" Michelle mocked. "Anne, apologize to the client!" The director was indiscriminate. Mich
"Anne, if you try to play tricks behind my back, you will be dead." Anne felt her scalp go numb and chill. "I know, but what I said is true. Michelle went to the clinic and gave me a hard time. She pushed the director to fire me, so I had to leave. You can…" Before she could finish, Anthony hung up coldly and bluntly. Anne did not know if what she said worked. She pretended to sound weak and scared, like a victim for years. While Anthony was the cruel sadist. She felt somewhat unsettled… Therefore,when her phone rang again, she was so scared that her phone almost fell. It was an unknown number. She answered, "Hello?" "I'm the HR from Aesthetic Clinic. I have called you a few times, and you finally answered. Why haven’t you come to work?" Anne was confused. Wasn't she fired yesterday? "Got it, I will go there in the afternoon." After hanging up, Anne saw that there were a few missed calls from the clinic before Anthony’s call. After lunch, she went to work, and o
Anne raised her head tearfully. "I… I am having menstrual cramps... It’s killing me…" Seeing Anne clutching her stomach, Lucia said, "Is it that serious? Would you like to take sick leave to see a doctor?" Another colleague standing behind, Zelda, sneered, "What an interesting conversation I'm hearing here! To take sick leave for menstrual cramps? I'm also on my period, and yet you don't see me taking leave, do you?" "Hey, don't you think that's a little too harsh?" Lucia lowered her voice with a frown. "Am I wrong? You're now telling me every woman that has menstrual cramps should take sick leave?" "Can't you see how much pain she is in?" "Well, she's not going to die, is she?" Zelda snorted. Anne knew that Zelda was close to that fired director, and she must be upset when that director got dismissed. Hands on the wall, she stood up with difficulty and uttered, "I'm fine..." After that, she left the washroom. Having menstrual cramps was the best reason she could give