Annette was having her meal when she heard Leslie's sharp voice at the door.
"This is my home. How dare you, a butler, tell me what to do? Get out."
Annette got up and walked to the door, then opened it.
Leslie looked at Annette furiously.
"Luna." Dwayne greeted Annette respectfully and then stood at her side.
Leslie snorted and said, "Luna? She is just a bastard raised by a mistress. She'll never deserve that title."
Annette wasn't angry. Instead, she looked at Leslie and mocked, "Maybe you don't like the idea, but I happen to be the wife of the chairman of the Norman Group that has stirred up chaos within Fisher Group. As long as you get on my nerves, I can ask Connor to destroy the Fisher Group in minutes."
"Annette, don't flatter yourself. The Fisher Group is not so easily toppled either."
"Well, but I know that compared to the Norman Group, the Fisher Group is just nothing."
"What!" Leslie pointed angrily at Annette.
