Ex Cried as I Wed a Tycoon

Chapter 346

To her dismay, Fenton was already waiting there for her. He pulled out his phone, his expression smug. "Take a look at this. Do you even realize what you've done? I recorded everything!"

Annabel stared at the video on his phone. For a moment, the world spun-she absolutely refused to believe that the crazed woman in that footage was actually her.

"This is fake! You edited it with Al or something!" she snapped, desperate to deny

it.

Fenton smirked. "If you think it's fake, go ahead and have it analyzed. In fact, why not show everyone? Let's see how they react to your little meltdown."

"You... Don't you dare!" Annabel stamped her foot in frustration.

A sly glint flickered in Fenton's eyes. "Come on, Annabel. What are you going to offer to make it up to me?"

Before he could finish, the doorbell rang.

Fenton scowled, clearly irritated, but an uneasy feeling crept over him-someone was here to rescue Annabel.

While he hesitated, Annabel seized her chance. She darted toward the door, moving so fast she nearly tripped over her own feet.

at the bedsheet wrapped around

guard, Annabel felt the

her hips, frantically trying to shield herself but only succeeding in

she stamped her foot again, grinding out, "Shut your

just grinned, his gaze lingering. "Why so shy? It's not like I haven't seen it

red

voice: "Annabel? Are you in there? I brought you some

Effie was like hearing angels sing. In a flash, Annabel snatched the sheet from Fenton's hand, wrapped it tightly around herself, and rushed to

with a resigned shake of his

Effie asked, concern etched on her

heard Annabel scream and was worried

flushed cheeks, Annabel seemed otherwise

remembered the

bolted out

home, Effie and Lyman headed off to

design department when she sensed the tension in the air. Several colleagues were clustered around Shirley,

middle, looked utterly miserable, her head bowed in