Ch. 261..265: Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies Chapter 261-265

Chapter 261

So, before she went into the office, she made coffee and brought it to the Director's office. •

Xander took one look at her with surprise. "What's up?"

"What's up? Making coffee for the Director is part of my job,"

Anne said with a straight face.

Xander nodded, took a sip of coffee, and said, "Tastes good, thank you."

Bianca recovered fast, and as soon as she was back to work, she called Anne, asking her to go to the filming scene.

The filming scene was in the Marwood office tower.

The Marwood Group rented the piece specifically for shooting.

It was convenient for Anne to go over too.

Bianca asked her to get her coffee as soon as she arrived. She also specifically said that she did not want the office

coffee.

Anne could only go out to get her the coffee.

After more than half an hour, she finally handed the coffee to

Bianca.

Bianca looked at her slightly pink cheeks after running back scornfully and felt disgusted by her. She lifted her coffee cup and took a selfie while casuallyremarking, "That innocent face must have tricked a lot of men, hasn't it? Too bad not all men buy that."

"What? Of course, every man loves the well-known pianist s beauty," Anne replied.

Bianca rolled her eyes. Was this woman oblivious, or was she really

Bianca was obviously talking about Anne, not herself!

After taking the selfie, she passed the coffee back to Anne. "You can have it. I am not feeling too well, and I cannot drink coffee at the moment."

Anne received the coffee and said, "Thank you."

Bianca saw that she did not really Intend to drink the coffee and said, "It s my reward for you. You must drink it now."

Anne did not know what she was plotting.

She thought this coffee was purchased by herself, so there was nothing added to it.

She did not want to offend her on such petty matters.

She then gulped the coffee.

Bianca looked at her flat tummy and thought she had to take the medicines and drink coffee. What a sad case for the baby in her tummy.

She wanted to let Anne know that, even if she conceived Anthony's child, she had to pay back for more than ten times the agony.

Before the photo shoot, she needed to change her clothes.

After changing into the costumes, she had to change into heels.

The high heel shoes were the last to be sent to her.

Other than her make-up artist, and stylist, Bianca only had Anne, her assistant, by her side.

She had many requests. For instance, she wanted water; then she wanted to have noodles; then she wanted a

massage.

Now she wanted her assistant to put on the shoes for her.

Bianca sat on the chair and crossed her legs, signaling Anne to

change her high heel shoes for her.

She had to squat down before her to change her heels.

Fine, if her previous assistant could do it, she could do it too. She would take it as just a job.

After consoling herself, Anne squatted down, put on the shoes, and said to Bianca, "Push your foot in."

Bianca did not exert any force at all. She looked at Anne and enjoyed the feeling of stepping her all over.

As if this was not enough, she looked even more menacing and finally exerted force and kicked Anne's shoulder. .

"Ah!" Anne fell onto the ground. She climbed up furiously and said, "What are you doing?"

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The other crews looked over. Bianca immediately pretended to look sorry. She said gently, "I'm sorry, you asked me to

exert force, and I did not expect to kick you accidentally, are you okay?"

'Accidentally? You did it on purpose!'

She also felt that Bianca's job was easy. It was something that they could complete within a day, but she had to drag it

up to a few days.

The first day, they were not even halfway in, and Bianca already said that she was tired and wanted to rest.

The next morning, she asked Anne to go to her studio and retrieve her jewelry box, saying that she would need it for

the shooting on that day itself.

Anne took the jewelry box and headed to Bianca's residence. It was located in a high-end residential area.

After going inside, she found Bianca's unit, pressed the doorbell and waited.

She waited for quite a while, but there was no one opening up the door.

Anne pressed the doorbell a few times more.

She heard the footsteps inside. They were heavy and unlike that of a woman.

The door opened, and the slender figure appeared before she caught her off guard.

Anthony's dark eyes looked at her intensely. "What's the hurry?"

Anne did not expect Anthony to be here. It was awkward.

Especially when he was followed by Bianca, who just came out of

the shower. "What happened? Ah, it's Anne. So did you get me what I wanted?"

Anne passed her the jewelry box.

Bianca received the box and opened it. She smiled satisfactorily. "I could spare the stylist from running errands then. I could do my own makeup at home and then go to the Marwood Group. We can save a lot of time. Thank you, Anne."

Thank your whole family for it! Anne did not say anything but turned and walked away.

When she entered the lift, her face was cold.

She understood Bianca's intention. Bianca wanted to show off her relationship with Anthony in front of her! She wanted to create pressure on Anne.

If Anne really fell for Anthony, she would be agonized to see Anthony opening the door and Bianca coming out of the shower.

Unfortunately, Bianca's efforts were all in vain.

Anne stayed at the shooting site for over two hours, and Bianca finally arrived.

Not only did all crew members not show any signs of dissatisfaction, but they were all flattering her as if the person who came was not an ambassador but was God.

"Anne, get me a coffee." Bianca started to instruct her as soon as she arrived.

"You don't drink coffee, do you?"

"It doesn't matter if I want to drink it. If you don't get it, that is your problem. It's the assistant's job to follow the orders but not to question why," Bianca said.

Anne suppressed her expression and left.

She went all the way to purchase the coffee, and then again, she only took a photo with it and gave it to Anne for consumption.

The point was, no matter what she requested to purchase every time, Bianca never recorded the expenses.

She was also not expected to pay up after each errand. This woman was obviously trying to give her a hard time.

In the afternoon, she ordered Anne to get her some desserts. After Anne came back, she said, "I'm sorry, I forgot that I

am on a diet."

Then, she gave the desserts to the crew. She turned and saw Anne was expressionless. She thought this girl could

really hold it in!

The more that Anne behaved this way, the more she wanted to torment Anne.

Bianca ordered, "Don't say that I am not good to you. Come and have lunch with me in the afternoon. Go on and get

the lunch box."

Anne did not say a word but turned and got the lunch box.

The lunch box was provided by the company, in fact, they could go to have lunch at the canteen.

Bianca did not want to. She said she wanted to 'stay with the other crews on set'. She was such a maniac.

She even asked Anne to have lunch with her in the resting room.

The lunch box was, in fact, pretty appetizing.

There was no seafood in it.

"Do you know why I asked you to become my assistant?" Bianca asked when she ate, with very little food in her spoon.

Anne rolled her eyes secretly. 'Did you want to have a heart-to- heart talk with me?'

 

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What was the reason?

Look at my career, my lifestyle. Are these something that you could even come close to? If it was not for Sarah, how

would you ever be able to cross paths with Anthony, given your humble background? I am sure you are not unfamiliar

with the concept of a perfect match?” Bianca asked the apparent.

"Please don't worry. 1 don't dream of marrying Anthony. I am only his play toy. 1 am truly sorry to get you on yourjierves

just because ot this." Anne put more food into her mouth, expressionless.

Perfect match? What?

Bianca looked at her, disgusted. "What are you even thinking? Of course, you would not have a chance to marry him.

Even if I don't exist, you would not have the chance either, but I will not allow him to be surrounded by a bunch of flies!

No matter if it's you or Michelle."

"Some women are funny. It is obviously the man's problem, but they just have to pick on other women. As long as you

can handle Anthony, other women should not be a problem to you." Anne swallowed the food and looked at Bianca.

"However, it must not be easy to handle Anthony, I reckon? You poor thing."

If it was easy, would Bianca even need to do all these?

Bianca was so pissed that she threw her spoon away. She was leaning against the seat, her gaze menacing. "That is

my personal matter, none of your business! Any slut who dares to look at my man will only end up with death!”

"You..." Anne wanted to say something but felt that her throat was

Itchy, and she coughed.

However, the more she coughed, the itchier she felt. It was starting to burn.

This familiar feeling made her widen her eyes. She looked at the lunch box, was there seafood? She did not see it before!

Anne was feeling suffocated. She looked at Bianca angrily. "You did this!"

Bianca looked unbothered. "What are you saying? What did I do? What's the matter with you? Are you not feeling well?"

Anne immediately got up and ran out. The crews who saw her were all shocked because her skin was covered in rashes. She looked terrifying, as though it could trigger trypophobia.

"Help... Ah..." She felt the suffocation. Anne could not say a word, her body fell onto the ground weakly, and her two hands were clinging to her throat, trying to nake way for air, leaving behind terrifying red marks.

"What happened to her?"

"Perhaps she had some underlying condition?"

"Better send her to the hospital!"

"Oh my, will she die?"

The crew all circled and tried to help.

Bianca, who stayed in the resting room, heard the commotion outside and grinned satisfactorily.

Of course, there was seafood in the lunch box.

She accidentally found out about Anne's seafood allergy and had the thought of setting her up.

Wanted to fight with her? She was not on par yet, please!

Bianca stood up and walked out of the resting room. She saw someone carrying Anne up from the corridor and walked hastily. " What happened? Anne, your face..."

"Not sure what happened to her. It looked like an allergy. She needs to be sent to the hospital."

"Then... Then 1 will ask the driver to stand by!" Bianca called the driver on her phone.

The crew member carried Anne downstairs and saw a car waiting outside.

He immediately got Anne into the car.

Bianca returned to the resting room, and her face was wearing a devilish smile.

Her driver would definitely take a detour and create delays, making Anne die of suffocation on the road!

'Anne Vallois, this is your consequence of pissing me off!'

The car was indeed very slow.

The crew member that sent Anne together to the hospital felt that Anne could not hold it anymore. It was already

immensely difficult for her to breathe in and out.

"Can you please drive faster? She will die soon!"

"I would very much love to drive fast, but can’t you see that there are cars ahead of us? I cannot install wings onto the

car and fly over." The driver sounded reasonable.

"Then why don't you take the side lane?"

"There are cars by the side too. I don't dare to overtake other people's cars."

The crew member could not say anything more.

Anne's condition worsened Her skin was all swollen, and even her parents could not recognize her now.

 

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It was a red light again, and they had to wait for one more minute.

The driver was not in a hurry at all.

"Is she not breathing at all?”

The other crew member placed his finger under Anne's nostrils. 1'1 cannot... I cannot feel her breathing anymore. What should

we do?

"This is an emergency. Can we not care so much about other people? If she dies, we cannot bear the consequences!"

"Exactly. Plus, she is an employee of the Marwood Group. We cannot afford the interrogation after that!"

The driver replied casually, "What does this have to do with us? We did send her to the hospital. She just did not make it in

time. I am trying my best to make it quick already, but this is the traffic light."

The crew member was nervous. "How far are we?"

"Let me see..." The driver pulled out his phone. "Half an hour more."

They would probably not be able to make it under even forty minutes, judging by the driver's driving skills.

Anne’s condition could not wait.

The crew members exchanged a look and then glanced at the unconscious Anne. They had no other options.

They could only think that this woman was unlucky.

After all, they tried their best.

Suddenly, the door was pulled open from the outside, and

everyone in the car jumped.

"Hey, what are you doing?" the driver cried.

Tommy's eyes looked mischievous. "Your car is too slow. Better to go with mine."

"No way. Who are you? Do you believe that I will..." The driver did not allow him to bring Anne away. He saw that Tommy carried Anne and hastily followed, attempting to stop him.

Tommy's scary gaze swept past. "If you stop me, I will make sure you go to hell. Remember my name, Tommy Marwood, now f*ck off!"

Then, as the driver was still stunned, Tommy placed Anne into his car.

He revved up the engine and then immediately disappeared.

When Anne was sent to the hospital's Emergency Department, she had not been breathing for quite some time.

The doctor said if they had been ten minutes late, Anne would have died.

Anne woke up and saw the white ceiling above her. Her eyes were still swollen and could only open a tiny slit.

She could feel her eyelids were heavy.

"You're awake."

Anne turned and saw Tommy. She did not seem surprised at all.

She closed her eyes. "Am I much better now?"

"Better than what you initially looked like." Tommy leaned against the back of the chair and said calmly.

Anne looked at the ray that shone through the window. It was sunny, which meant it had been two to three hours since her

allergic reaction got triggered.

"You are pretty cruel to yourself, aren't you?" Tommy asked, "You reckoned Bianca would get her driver to send you."

"If I wanted to kill someone, that would be my only option.

Otherwise, I would still die if I could be sent to the hospital on time," Anne said.

Yes.

It was not an accident that she had an allergic response. It was planned.

She deliberately told Bianca's stylist about her seafood allergy, and when Bianca knew about it, she would definitely want to use

this to kill her.

If Bianca wanted her dead so badly, why not fulfill her wish?

Before lunch, she called Tommy and asked for his help to put up this show.

Otherwise, she would definitely end up dead on her way to the hospital.

"I called the company and informed them that you nearly died. I said you are still in the dangerous phase now. Bianca will not

ask you to be her personal assistant again. I have to say that this was pretty impressive. Bianca is not even on par," Tommy

said.

"It's not that she did not want to make me her personal assistant again, just that she was afraid to expose her kind side, then

the show has to go on," Anne said..

"How did you know that I would help you? I only-promised you on the surface, and you bought what I said?" Tommy felt that it

was a little dangerous if that was all she thought.

After all, he did not understand himself sometimes, either.

She closed the page and opened her front camera to check the rashes on her face.

The doctor said she had to stay for more examinations, and she would need a transfusion at night.

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She would have to wait until the next day to be discharged.

After that, she called the nanny, saying that she worked overtime and could not go home on time.

She did not want the kids to worry.

After hanging up, the door opened unexpectedly.

Bianca appeared condescendingly. "I thought it was very serious, but it seems that you are just fine."

You seem disappointed?" Anne ignored her and played on her phone.

"Disappointed? Don't you forget, I was kind enough to let my driver send you to the hospital."

"Were you touched by yourself?" Anne looked at her. "Planted seafood in my lunch and then pretended to get your driver to send

me when you actually intended to make sure I die along the way. If Tommy did not appear on time, your wish would have been

fulfilled."

Bianca snickered. She did not deny it. Her eyes only had the anger of defeat. "You could get away this time, but not every time.

This will be your consequence for staying in Luton!"

"I am just thinking if Anthony knew about your true colors, what would he think?" Anne said casually.

"Then do you think he would believe me or believe the daughter of a mistress?" Bianca poised like a victor and strutted away in

her high heels shoes.

Anne was absolutely disgusted by her.

The rashes on her body subsided. This was a good sign.

After dinner, she was put on a transfusion.

It was already past eight after the transfusion.

She was all alone all this while.

She flipped over and fell her belly hurting.

Was this the side effect of abortion?

Her phone rang. She look one glance and answered, "Hey,

Director."

"How are you feeling?" Xander asked caringly.

"Thanks for caring. I will be discharged tomorrow."

"That is great."

"Director..."

"Tell me, as long as I can help. I will never decline."

"Is my condition considered a work-related injury?" Anne asked.

"...Yes, let me check for you."

"Thank you, Director."

"You’re welcome. Have a good rest, don't worry about work."

"Great."

Soon, Anne fell asleep.

She was exhausted, having escaped near death.

The hospital in the middle of the night was so quiet that it felt a little eerie.

The door of the ward was opened by someone quietly.

A shadow darker than the night appeared.

The tall figure stood by the side of the bed.

Moonlight shone through the window and fell upon Anne's face. Her face was pale.

Anthony's gaze fell upon her face too. Her red rashes were still visible on her pale skin.

She looked so vulnerable.

Anne was a little bothered in her sleep. She flipped over and rubbed her hand on her lower belly. She said in her dreams, "Water 11

Her voice was hoarse.

Perhaps because she did not have water, her voice sounded like she was half crying.

She was as helpless as a sick child.

Anne flipped over and curled her body up. This way, her tummy would feel better.

After all, the rashes did not all subside, and her throat was dry. It was an extremely uncomfortable feeling. However, she could

not open her eyes, and her brain was foggy.

When she was still half unconscious, she felt something at her mouth.

She opened her mouth subconsciously and took a sip.

Warm water flowed into her throat. Her throat was moisturized, and she finally warmed up her tummy. Her tensed body was

relieved.

She drank a lot of water until her mouth could no longer move, and the straw was moved away. ’

Anne fell asleep again. When she woke up again, she wanted to pee

so badly that her bladder was almost exploding.

She got out of bed and went to the toilet. When she returned to her bed, it was seven in the morning.

She turned on her front camera and checked her face. It was much better than how she looked before sleeping yesterday night.

Her facial features were slowly back in place.

She was a little thirsty and reached for the glass on the nightstand.

It was empty.

She remembered that she filled the glass before sleeping because the doctor advised her to drink more water to accelerate her

body's metabolism.

Did she drink the water in the middle of the night?

Anne could not recall anything in her memory and did not think more about it.