Connor grabbed her arm and looked at her, his face filled with anger.
"Why were you running? What happened to your foot?"
Annette threw her shoes at his feet and shouted angrily, "Connor, have I offended you? Why did you do this to me? Why did you kiss me? Do you think that you can do anything as you wish, and all women are at your disposal, just because you are rich? Well, stop being arrogant, and I hate you. I hate your guts. I want you to stay as far away from me as possible."
After she finished speaking, she took off his coat, threw it at him, and walked away.
Connor's face darkened. He picked her up and walked to his car.
Annette struggled. "What are you doing? Put me down."
Connor ignored her, threw her into the car, and closed the door.
He pressed her down in the back row, ignoring Leonard, who looked embarrassed in the driver's seat.
"Leonard, drive. Go home."
"Yes, Alpha Connor."
Annette gritted her teeth. "Connor Norman! Piss off!"
