My Killing President

Then Mu withdrew a collection of documents and passed them to her.

“Take a look!”

Annabelle turned to a serious demeanour and picked up the documents.

The first page was a registration form.

“This is…?” She asked in uncertainty.

“Registration form for the Shin Rui Design Competiton (SRD). Fill it and pass it back to me ASAP.” Mu explained patiently.

So what Covi mentioned was true!

Whoever signed off the Yuan Shi Contract will win a spot to join the SRD!

Annabelle was put on the fence. She would really really love to utilize such a golden opportunity, just the experience from participation alone is priceless!

However…

Mu observed that Annabelle suddenly went absent minded. Her knitted eyebrows and faint sigh suggested that she was placed in a tight spot.

any problem?” Mu

Mu, thank you for dropping Dorie’s charges. But I have decided to leave my position here,” Annabelle

pitch raised

“No reason.”

to tell you that I feel uncomfortable being together with you because we were

of the previous misunderstandings?” Mu

shook her

off. Annabelle’s motivation to leave was very queer and unjustifiable. And now it just piqued his interests even

carefully. It’s not easy to

brought a frown to Annabelle’s forehead. She seemed to struggle

was definitely an opportunity too rare to pass by, she had been eyeing

I really

got even deeper and she was staring

struggling, and all she needed was the last

really have pressing matters at hand, I’ll

a strategic withdrawal

She was too defensive against Mu that

Isn’t it a foolish to let

sure that if she missed her chance now,

met his