Chapter 82
Chapter 82:
What? Fired?
Nina’s face turned pale.
“No, Mr. Benton. You can’t fire me!” Nina shouted as if she’d lost her mind and swiftly pounced on him. “Rupert, do you realize I did all this because of you? I love you! Don’t you know that? Since the day I came into this company, I’ve been in love with you p>
“Fuck off!” Rupert growled, pushing her away in disgust and making her lose her balance and fall on the floor.
Nina’s forehead hit the corner of the table, causing blood to flow.
She raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her who was so indifferent and heartless to her. “But you never pay attention to me. No matter how hard I work and how p>
“No matter how much I’ve done for you, you never pay attention to me. I thought you were born to be indifferent to all women. I believed that as long as I worked hard, you would see how good I was and fall in love with me one day. But everything changed after Annabel came! You only paid attention to her. She’s just a bumpkin from the countryside. How could she be your fiancee? How could she get your love? She never deserved it! Annabel is a bitch and she doesn’t deserve you p>
Annabel rolled her eyes.
She was just a nominal fiancee.
The girl Rupert truly loved was Candy.
But she hadn’t expected that Nina was so deeply in love with Rupert. Unfortunately for her, she had fallen in love with the wrong person and gone about it the wrong way.
Jealousy had blinded her. For the sake of keeping Rupert for herself, she framed Annabel and sacrificed the company’s interests. In the end, she only destroyed her own future.
“Nina Jones, leave Benton Group within ten minutes. I don’t want to see you ever again!” Rupert ordered, looking down at her in disgust.
“No, Rupert, listen to me. I love you! Please don’t drive me away. Please p>
But before Nina could say anything more, Finley quickly pulled her to her feet and dragged her to the door. “Mr. Benton doesn’t want to see you. You’d better leave right now p>
Seeing Nina crying as she was sent away, Annabel frowned slightly.
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She had just given the woman a dose of her own medicine. If she had been a little careless, she would probably be the one being driven away now.
“That’s all for today. I don’t want to hear anything like this happening again,” Rupert warned, glancing around at everyone present with his sharp eyes. None of them dared to look into his angry eyes. They all lowered their heads, except for Annabel.
Rupert walked out of the conference room, but he stopped at the door. He turned around and gave Annabel a meaningful look. “Annabel, come to my office,” he ordered.
Annabel followed Rupert back to his office.
“What’s the matter?” she asked.
Rupert sat on the sofa and crossed his legs. Then he pointed to a spot beside him.
“Sit down,” he ordered.
Confused, Annabel sat next to him.
“Rupert, what’s the matter p>
Rupert opened his thin lips slightly and said in a calm voice, “You were the initiator, weren’t you p>
The initiator?
Was he angry? Was he complaining about the fact that she had exposed Nina in public?