Ann felt a tall figure approaching while she was cooking. She thought it was Karl so she didn't turn around.
"Karl, pass me a plate."
Phillip looked at the ceramic plate placed on the glazed table beside him and handed it over.
As she took the plate, she caught a glimpse of a good-looking hand with long and slim fingers.
Obviously, it belonged to someone who lived a privileged life.
It wasn't Karl!
She looked up and saw Phillip's face, which reminded her of what had happened that night when she was drunk.
Thinking about that night, she became miff and her face turned reddish.
"Mr. Phillip, this is my home. Please leave!"
Phillip raised his eyebrows and said, "You texted me and wanted me here."
She frowned. She did send him the message, but he could have sent someone to pick them. It was obvious that he misinterpreted the message on purpose.
"Carson and Jackson are in the living room. Since you've come, please take them back now."
Phillip suddenly approached and circled Ann by putting his hands on the cabinet behind her. His Height advantage enabled him to enclose Ann entirely in his breath.
He stared at Ann with his diamond-like eyes, "Ann, are you into Karl that much?"
The fragrance of men's cologne flooded Ann. She stared at Phillip, feeling embarrassed and annoyed.
"Yes, I like him, but it's none of your business, so please leave, now!"
Phillip's eyes sneered, "What if he cheats on you?"
Ann's eyes froze for a while; then she became angry.
"Phillip, Karl is my fiancé. I've known him for many years. I know who he is. You're not allowed to slander him, even if you're a powerful boss!"
As she spoke, she pushed Phillip away and pointed at the door with a cold face.
"Now, please leave!"
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