My Secret Billionaire Husband Chapter 2824 - 2834: It’s Time to Make Way for Others

She could only tolerate that woman for the moment.

However, all the humiliation she had endured today would certainly be repaid in full.

Now more than ever, Annie desperately craved a powerful protector to help her achieve all her ambitions.

To assist her in... dealing with that hateful Joanna.

Tonight presented an ideal chance.

She absolutely had to grasp it firmly.

If she could successfully charm Frank Parker, she would have already accomplished half of her objectives.

Thus, tonight's events were of extreme importance and significance to her; she could only succeed, not fail, no matter what.

"Frank Parker..."

Annie glanced at her reflection in the mirror, her exquisite makeup deliberately altered to resemble Joanna by nearly eighty percent. A faint smirk played on her lips, and her eyes, brimming with resolute determination, declared each word, "I will absolutely capture your interest. Since you are infatuated with that woman Joanna, how can you possibly resist a face that is her exact duplicate?"

"Isn't Joanna supremely arrogant about her alluring countenance, believing she can ensnare every man? Now, I shall employ her very face to pilfer all the men surrounding her. Not merely Frank Parker, but also Ashton Heath..."

"All these men who have succumbed to your charms, I will compel them to kneel at the feet of my Annie Lawrence."

Especially Ashton Heath...

The man who occupied her thoughts day and night, the object of her deepest desires.

Should she manage to successfully win over Ashton Heath.

There would be absolutely nothing left for her to regret in this life.

"Joanna, just you wait. Witness me as I strip away everything you possess, piece by piece. Even the man you've known for a decade, I can snatch him away. Winning over Frank Parker and Ashton Heath is merely a matter of time."

"I refuse to believe that there exist no cats in this world that abstain from stealing fish. As long as they are men, they will inevitably grow weary of the familiar and crave the novel. You have been with Ashton Heath for so long; it is high time you relinquish him to someone else. Do not fret, I shall assume your place and cherish him dearly."

*

Inside the private chamber.

The atmosphere felt somewhat suffocating. Frank Parker unfastened a few buttons on his shirt, his eyes half-closed as he lounged on the sofa, a subtle impatience etched between his brows. Despite downing several glasses of ice water consecutively, the vexation simmering within him remained unquenched.

A waiter stood before him, casting furtive glances at his expression, scarcely daring to even inhale deeply.

"What is she doing right now?" Frank Parker inquired irritably, tugging at his collar; his sharp, elongated eyes mirrored his mounting impatience.

The waiter promptly responded with caution, "Miss Joanna is engaged in a card game with her companions."

"Playing cards?"

"It's a game where the loser faces a penalty."

"What sort of penalty?"

"Things like drawing patterns on their faces."

"So, did she emerge victorious or vanquished?"

"Just moments ago, when I passed by, I observed Miss Joanna's face was completely unmarked. Her two companions, however, both bore crude drawings of turtles adorning their faces. Miss Joanna must have secured victory multiple times already."

"She comes here to play cards and draw turtles? Does she not find it childish and tedious?" Frank Parker scoffed coldly through his nose. "What enjoyment can be derived from associating with those two dullards? She might as well remain at home, engrossed in daytime soap operas."

The waiter, overhearing the distinctly jealous undertones in his words, maintained a stoic silence, daring not to utter another sound.