When Oliver Hudson was outside, he saw the scene of Annie Anne sitting on the armrest of the chair.
In an instant, an uncontrollable rage surged from his chest.
Now, standing in the room, his gaze stayed on Annie Anne, as cold as if submerged in a frigid pond, void of any warmth.
Elaine Bryant, who was startled by his sudden entrance, was at first dissatisfied with whoever barged in, but upon looking up and seeing Oliver Hudson's face, her heartbeat started racing.
How could she not recognize Oliver Hudson?
And she also knew that Oliver Hudson was the man behind Annie Anne.
This realization made Elaine Bryant feel a surge of jealousy. Why would someone as outstanding as him take a fancy to Annie Anne?
Everyone in the room had their own thoughts, yet the only person who appeared relaxed was Annie Anne.
Her fingertips and palm cradling a glass of wine, even as Oliver Hudson burst in, she only lazily lifted her eyes towards him, then shifted her gaze back to Manager Zhou.
