Chapter 231
Chapter 231:
“Alright,” Brett agreed reluctantly, realizing that Annie had repented for her misdeeds.
The dinner party was set for eight o’clock.
At around seven o’clock, many celebrities who attended the dinner arrived at the banquet hall. Here and there, a few reporters were seen carrying all kinds of cameras.
This afternoon’s press conference was already a huge success. Perhaps something even more exciting would happen at the dinner party.
No one wanted to miss any news.
“Mr. Benton is here!” someone announced.
The noisy banquet hall suddenly quieted down.
At the venue for the party, Annabel and Rupert stood side by side in front of the rotating glass door that reflected their figures.
Rupert turned his head to look at his fiancée. His eyes first fell on her cleavage, then on her hot hourglass figure. His eyes glistened with excitement. He arched his arm and said in a deep voice, “Shall we p>
After hesitating for a second, Annabel held his arm.
It would be strange if they walked in separately. After all, she was his date for the party. Annabel was rarely this obedient, so Rupert couldn’t help smiling in amazement.
The moment the couple walked in together, they drew the attention of the guests already inside the hall.
Rupert was in a bespoke black suit. He looked dashing as always. He became the center of attention in a matter of seconds.
Annabel wasn’t overshadowed by her dashing fiancée. She turned heads, too.
The long white dinner gown she had on complimented her hourglass figure. She was graceful, to say the least. It was as if a queen had left her throne to dine with mortals. No one could take their eyes off her.
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Like a swarm of flies, some reporters surrounded them and aimed their microphones at Rupert’s lips. They bombarded him with questions.
“Mr. Benton, did you throw tonight’s celebration party for Annabel p>
“Are you going to get married to her p>
Finley stepped in and opened his arms. “I’m sorry, Mr. Benton can’t take any of your questions now p>
Annabel leaned in close to Rupert and muttered, “These reporters do have a lot of questions p>
Rupert smiled at her. “As the fiancée of such an important man, you have to get used to such things p>
Oh, not again!
Why did he call her his fiancée again?
She had already made things clear to him. Why was he speaking as if she had agreed to marry him for real?
Feeling extremely awkward, Annabel changed the topic. “By the way, how did you know that it was Archie who sold the design to Marilyn p>