Rich Playboy/Desperate Poor Girl

45.

“You promised that we weren't going to get drunk, Anna and you're already on your third bottle.” Brian complained. She had brought him to the immediately they left the company.

Annabel said nothing. She downed the third bottle and was going for the fourth one but Brian collected it from her.

“Give my drink to me or do you want to hurt me too?” She asked drowsily.

Brian sighed. “Annabel, you're drunk.” He told her.

“I'm not drunk, Brian. I'm tolerant to alcohol, now hand over my drink to me.” She ordered but he shook his head.

“What's going on with you? I've never seen you this messed up before.” He complained and she snickered.

He wanted to know what was going on with her; why she was withdrawn this days and angry whenever she saw Mr. Roland. Brian knew Roland wasn't a promiscuous person and wondered what he must have done to Annabel to make her act that way.

He had confronted her about it when they entered the bar, but she didn't look like she wanted to talk about it and started d