Richest Mogul

Chapter 413

Two days of unlamad passion unfolded at the hot spring resort Jeremy and Annabelle remained secluded, indulging in their desires and having meals delivered to their room. It was as if they had unleashed their inner wildness.

Annabelle reveled in Jeremy’s unrestrained ardor, which fueled her belief that his feelings for her had deepened. After all, his past flings had never reached this level of intensity.

As their departure after lunch approached, a pang of reluctance settled in Annabelle’s heart. Her affection for Jeremy had blossomed further during their seclusion.

“Mr. Hughes,” she pleaded, her voice tinged with vulnerability she couldn’t quite conceal, “I can’t bear the thought of being apart from you. Couldn’t we delay our departure until tonight?”

The immensity of the future stretched before her, yet all she craved was the present, every moment spent by his side.

Jeremy declared in a cold, emotionless voice, “Starting today, you’re leaving Jipsburg City. You can’t return without my permission.”

Annabelle was taken aback. She thought she must have misheard. “Leave Jipsburg City?”

“Yes.”

would I go? Mr. Hughes, I can’t just

demand fueled a storm of questions in her mind. What triggered this sudden change? All her efforts, almost on the verge of fruition, were met with such callous indifference. It clashed with their recent intimacy. She refused to

Now, it was her turn

him that

City. If there’s a need, I’ll go to you. You can marry someone else or do whatever else you want. There’s five million dollars

his desires with Annabelle, his heart harbored a gnawing fear. The call from Natalie two days ago served as

a deep breath. “Didn’t you promise I could stay as long as I behaved? Haven’t I been compliant? I cater to your every whim, and when you lose interest, I’m simply your secretary again. Haven’t I

clenched, her heart a constricted knot. It had to be Natalie. This ordinary woman threatened to unravel all her meticulously laid plans.

Jeremy replied curtly.

The finality in his demeanor brooked no

to leave the city. Mr. Hughes, you can’t be

with forced resolve.

She wouldn’t leave. She was