Powerful Papa with Triplet Babies
Powerful Papa With Triplet Babies Chapter 383

Chapter 383

She pulled at the door and found out that it had been locked from the outside.

Unable to get out, she paced back and forth inside the apartment.

Anthony had left her here and commanded her to stay, before leaving.

Anne could not understand why he would keep her here. Naturally, she did not think it was merely a change of scenery from the Royal Mansion as Anthony was now engaged to Bianca.

To her, Anthony had to be a mad man or a demon to insist on controlling her despite having a fiance.

She sat on the couch and whimpered when she pulled her sore muscles, so she fell to her side. and laid down on the couch, not daring to move around as it was Julie's apartment.

She could not quite tell how she felt when she looked at Julie's painting.

Julie must have resented Sarah, but in Anne's point of view, she felt that the only one at fault

was Ron.

Sarah could not possibly stop someone from pursuing her and it was not her fault that her pursuer’s wife took it upon herself to confront Sarah.

Ron would have fallen for someone else even if Sarah did not exist, but to Anthony, Sarah's existence itself was a sin that could not be forgiven.

Since she could not get out, Anne could only accept her current situation.

Wondering who had her purse and phone, she glanced at the phone next to the couch and got up to dial her own number.

It went through, and was answered after a few seconds.

Anne jumped and heard Xander saying, “I'm not the owner of this phone, but I can help to leave a message.”

“It's me, Anne.”

"Oh. How are you, Ms. Vallois?"

“I... am fine. Please hold on to my things. I will go get them from you

later.”

"Don’t worry. I will. It's not that busy in the office at the moment, so just rest.”

*..."” Anne summoned the courage and said, “Can you give me Anthony's phone number? I forgot.” “Sure.”

Once she had the number, she called Anthony right away.

Meanwhile, Anthony was in a meeting when his phone started vibrating. He took it out for a glance, before putting it back into his pocket.

Shortly after, his phone started vibrating again and he chose to ignore it.

The others in the meeting did not react, but were all overwhelmed by questions.

“Who was calling?’

“Why isn't Mr. Marwood answering?"

“Why isn't he angry that the person keeps calling?’

“It has to be a woman, someone of great import to Mr. Marwood. Why else would she have his number and why else would Mr. Marwood tolerate her calling over and over again?’

After calling five times, Anne was about to slam the phone back to the table, but set it down gently in the end when she remembered that these once belonged to Julie.

After the meeting, Anthony went back to the office and saw five missed calls in his phone, so he called back.

Anne jumped at the ringing of the phone, uncertain if it was from Anthony, so she answered but did not say a single word.

"You want something?” Anthony said. Anne released the breath she didn’t know she had been holding. “When can I go outside? I need to eat, or are you going to starve me to death?” “There's food in the fridge.”

“Fridge?” The refrigerator was completely empty from what Anne remembered, so she went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, only to find it packed with fresh ingredients.” Are you running to the grocery shore or something?” “Anything else?”

Anne wanted to ask when she would be allowed to leave. She did want to eat before leaving, but was surprised to find a refrigerator packed with food.

Just as she was about to say something, she heard someone knocking on the door; not in the apartment where she was in, but on the phone, followed by the sound of heels on the floor.

"Are you busy? Let's grab lunch...”

Bianca quieted down as soon as she saw that Anthony was on the phone and waited patiently for him.

Anne, on the other hand, held her breath at the sound of Bianca's voice and hung up before saying anything.

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