All Chapters of Falling For My Father’s Son: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Annabel’s POV Unlike every other normal party, today was the company’s seventh year anniversary, and we were all expected to be at the five-star hotel for the celebration. When I got there, everywhere seemed busy. People talking among themselves, laughing happily, clearly enjoying the evening. And there was me, all alone. No partner, no friends to talk with. Just here like a piece of object, hiding my presence. I grabbed a glass of white wine from the tray the waiter was lifting just above her shoulders. “Thanks,” I murmured with a slight bow. My gaze swept the room once more as I continued to sip my drink, leaning on a counter nearby. “Annabel,” a voice called from behind. I turned around to meet Lucian. Thank goodness. “Hey, Lucian,” I called out slowly, feeling embarrassed to raise my head. Lucian leaned closer, just enough for me to catch his words beneath the thundering music. “Annie, it’s been a while,” he whispered. I turned to face him, my voice crack

Annabel’s POV Everyone seemed very busy at work today, like there was an important event coming up that I didn’t know anything about. I sat in my office, scrolling through different loan apps on my phone, searching and hoping that I might find a solution to help my dad pay off his loan. Then, a faint knock came on the door. “Come in,” I muffled. Brenda slipped inside, wearing a polite smile. Her eyes swept the room from corner to corner. A stack of documents rested in her hands. She lowered her head slowly. “Good morning, Annie.” I shot her a suspicious glare. Whatever brought her here must be something serious. Brenda is the type that only sends her message across the phone. “Mr. Stroke asked that I give you these documents to review, and you are expected to be in the boardroom for an emergency meeting.” My eyes shot wide open, and curiosity took over me. “Like now?” She gave me a slow nod without lifting her head. I took the documents from the table, flipping through the

Daniel’s POV Annabel pouted, her lips pressed tightly together, her eyes glowing with fury. I could almost see the words trembling at the edge of her mouth, heavy and sharp, eager to cut their way out. But she didn’t let them escape. She swallowed them, burying her anger beneath that stubborn pout, and in that single second, I knew she was holding back more than she could control. Before I could say anything, Annabel was already at the door where Stephanie stood. She gave her a hard gaze, standing chest to chest with her for a long moment. Stephanie’s chin lifted as if daring Annabel to break first, but Annabel did not flinch for once. She gave Stephine the last sharp stuffing look before she finally yanked the door open slamming it shut behind her. I let out a deep growling sound, biting my lip so hard before turning back to my seat, avoiding eye contact with Stephanie making sure my every move reminded her that her presence meant nothing to me. She took a quick step, positionin

Daniel’s POV My hand curved around the glass I was holding, gripping it so tight that I thought I could smash it with just the tip of my fingers. Annabel stood there, struggling to shield herself with her hands, literally half-naked. The silver lingerie she was wearing glittered, stealing the attention of everyone in the room. Her hair was packed into a neat bun, light makeup enhancing her features. Her curves, her breasts, her skin — everything was out in the open. I watched the other men in the room, their eyes wandering, palms rubbing in excitement. Every curve of her body was screaming temptation. My temptation. Because no one else was ever meant to see all this. Only I deserved to see her exposed. Nobody had the right to even glance at what was mine. To make everything more difficult, she snapped out immediately when our eyes met, pretending I didn’t exist. Why did she desperately need money? How could she go this low, to the extent of selling her body for m

Daniel’s POV My gaze remained fixed on the spot where Annabel had walked through, every part of me aching to go after her. Something was definitely wrong, not just the glass of drink that she hardly finished. I saw it. Her eyes, when she dropped the glass… it felt like she was drowning in a shallow depth. Struggling to act brave, but I could see through her. That drink was not just a normal one. Leo came inside the room, his eyes searching every corner before landing on me. With a sharp step, he was standing beside me. He leaned over, sounding urgent. “Boss, I think Annabel might be in trouble,” he whispered. I jolted out of the sofa that I was resting on, standing up to make my move out in search of her when Stephanie held me back. “Daniel, the main fun is about to start.” Feigning concern, she took turns glancing between Leo and me, acting like she had no idea about whatever was going on. But I already knew it. She had a hand in everything that had been happening t