Chapter 13

"Why are you here?" Adonis frowned, raising his hand to glance at Anabelle, who had walked into his office with a tray in hand.

His gaze was extremely cold, and he looked like he was about to chase her out of the office at any time.

Anabelle shivered slightly, the tray in her hands almost fell to the floor while she looked at Adonis. His gaze was cold and she couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It was not his fault anyway. She was the one who had forced him into this.

Well, that was it, she had just looked for a way and had convinced him to agree...