He smiled and continued, "Annabelle, it's my fault, I shouldn't conceal it from you..."

"Quit!" Annabelle Smith stopped Reuben Jones, "Do you enjoy playing me like this?" Is this for betraying me? Come irritate me, see my jokes!

Annabelle Smith cried, as she stated.

She now feels worse than Reuben Jones.

“Pretend?” Jones was dumbfounded. Pretending how? Shouldn't it be cheating, deceiving, tricking?

Jones replied soon. Annabelle Smith didn't think he was Sunton.

"Annabelle, you're wrong; I am Chairman Sunton! If you don't believe me, Booth Williams can establish my identity!" Jones said quickly.

Or, you may go to Chairman Sunton with me tomorrow and I'll prove it.

Annabelle Smith...