Chapter 7 7

His face turned even icier. "Miss Sullivan is Young Master's Woman, not yours From the moment she became Young Master's, she has nothing to do with any of you. She belongs entirely to the Young Master. So, you better not fabricate any connections."

Cleo's face stiffened, but she did not let her smile falter. "Very well! Annabelle is Young Master's person. We hope that Annabelle can serve the Young Master well and that their lives are comfortable. We only asked for the Young Master to give our company a helping hand, and

Annabelle agreed to help us as well. We can't just let Annabelle see us suffer, that would make her uncomfortable and might displease the Young Master in the process."

Annabelle was so angry that her body was shaking. She felt nauseous, but she couldn't say a word.

All along, Aria, who had not spoken a word, bit her lip in resentment.

What was so great about Annabelle? She was superior in every aspect. Be it beauty or figure, she outperformed Annabelle.

Perhaps, if Young Master saw her, he would leave her as well. Then she could successfully take Annabelle''s place, just like the time she chased Annabelle out of the Sullivan family.

The butler stated formally, "Everything depends on the Young Master's decision."

If the Young Master wanted them to suffer, they certainly wouldn't have a good life. It's just a matter of one sentence.

Anthony Sullivan and Cleo mistakenly thought they saw hope, and both smiled.

Cleo took a glance at her beloved daughter, hastily pulling

Aria's hand, and spoke to the butler. "This is my youngest daughter, Annabelle's sister. She is especially well-behaved and proficient in all sorts of talents. Her relationship with her sister is quite exceptional! I thought that Annabelle

would accompany the Young Master alone, she would definitely feel lonely. Perhaps, could you consider keeping

Aria as well? Maybe she could share some of her sister's burdens."

After these words were spoken, the intention wasn't lost on anyone in the room. Aria's face turned even redder, acting like a shy girl.

If she's also kept here, surely the Young Master will notice her, let alone directly kick out Annabelle.

Anthony Sullivan naturally had no objections, both his daughters staying by the Young Master's side would only increase his wealth and fame. Everyone would commend him on how well-bred his daughters were.

Annabelle found this extremely ridiculous. She wished to leave this place as soon as possible. However, these people shamelessly approached, volunteering to be kept.

Mockery filled the butler's eyes, "Not any random person can stay by our young master's side, you're overthinking."

Upon hearing this, the faces of Cleo and her companions changed completely, especially Aria's face, which had turned red.

What? Ordinary items?

By saying this, could it be that the old man considered Annabelle as a high-quality item, superior to her?

The atmosphere suddenly became incredibly awkward.

Just then, rhythmic footsteps echoed, with each footfall sounding identical, indicating that the intervals and the amount of force exerted on the floor were the same.

The butler's pupils brightened up instantly, and he hurriedly turned around to greet the young master of the house.

When Adrian appeared before everyone, both Cleo and Aria's faces showed expressions of shock.

In particular, Aria felt as if her heart had been bitten by a venomous snake, aching with fierce jealousy.

She had never thought that the legendary

Adrian Prescott would be so outstandingly handsome, surpassing all the men she had associated with before.

Even when these men were compared with Prescott, they amounted to nothing.

How could she have been so blind before, thinking those men looked good just based on their appearances?

Adrian, expressionless, focused his gaze solely on Annabelle at first glance.

He commanded, "Come here."

Humph! Even Old Cole knew to greet him upon his return, but this woman seemed poorly trained; she didn't come to welcome him.

Upon hearing his voice,Annabelle's heart started to throb.

If she could, she really wished she could stay far away from this man.

Why has he returned so quickly?

Annabelle couldn't resist, she could only stiffen her body and move in front of Adrian.

Annabelle stood before Adrian, her heart pounding increasingly faster.Adrian coldly asked,

"Did they mistreat you?"Annabelle was immediately stunned; she did not expect Adrian to ask such a question out of the blue.

Anthony Sullivan and the rest had their expressions changed, all casting their gaze simultaneously at Annabelle.

Thinking of her mother, Annabelle's fingers were icy cold.

However, she had to say, "No."

When Adrian looked at the group, his eyes were icy and expressed an air that said, "You are doomed."

"Really not?" Adrian asked again.Annabelle shook her head; for her mother, she must bear it.

"Then I won't send them to the island to do hard labor," Adrian said coldly.Annabelle felt her heart quiver.

Was this man planning to settle scores with them from the very beginning?

Sending them to an island to work as laborers.

If someone else had said these words, she would have dismissed it as a joke.

But because it was Adrian who had uttered these words, it meant he was serious.Shifting his words, Adrian said, "Then let's change it to... company bankruptcy, penniless."Anthony Sullivan's surprised expression had not yet receded when his legs went weak.

Cleo immediately said to Annabelle, "Annabelle, quickly beg Mr. Prescott for mercy! We are family!"

Before Annabelle could even speak, Adrian shot Cleo a cold look, "Shut up! Who let you speak!"

Cleo dared not speak anymore, her whole body was trembling with fear.But her gaze kept focusing on Annabelle. All her hopes rested on Annabelle.

Annabelle looked at Adrian in surprise.

This man was indeed... stubborn.If she didn't know her mother was in their hands, she would have felt relieved hearing Adrian stand up for her.But she couldn't do that now."Can we just... just forget about it?"

Annabelle reluctantly asked.Adrian sneered, "You plan on letting them off the hook? Specifically, this guy was planning on betraying you. If you hadn't run into me, he would have succeeded!"

That was the very cause of his discontent with Anthony Sullivan.

Anyway, Annabelle was now his woman, and no matter whether it was before or after they met, he would not leave any person who bullied her unpunished.

His woman, his to protect.Annabelle only nodded and said nothing more.Adrian raised his eyebrows, laughing coldly, "Why should I?"

Annabelle was suddenly taken aback.The faces of Cleo and Anthony Sullivan became even uglier.However, Aria's gaze couldn't leave

Adrian's.He really is remarkably handsome, far surpassing any man she has ever met.

More importantly, he is Adrian Prescott, the epitome of a perfect man.Once someone attaches themselves to him, they can ascend the heavens with a single step.

At this moment, Adrian's gaze fell upon Aria. Of course, he could feel the desire in her eyes.

He'd seen this look far too many times and it only made him feel disgusted.

With no hesitation, he said, "Turn your back to me. I don't want to see your face, nor do I want you to see mine. Your face is just too ugly. "

Aria was shocked and embarrassed as she looked at Adrian.

Did she hear wrong?

That's impossible!She was clearly prettier than the lowly Annabelle, and she even had a good figure.

"Are you still looking? Should I have someone gouge out your eyes?"

Among those present, only old Cole remained calm.

After all, he was the one who knew best about their young master's capricious and proud temperament.

Annabelle no longer dared to look at Adrian. His thoughts were simply too inscrutable, and his temperament was extremely violent.