My Killing President

“Haha, alright! See you then, gotta go now, plenty of work. Bye!”

“You still have to work at this hour? What work?” Dorie was puzzled.

“From the contract last time. Now that I’m in charge, I have to come up with a design proposal by tomorrow!”

Annabelle moved down to the carpet and flipped through the contract.

“Son of a monkey! he must be doing it on purpose!”

“How did you know?!”

“What a rat’s arse right?”

“Exactly,” Dorie affirmed, “It’s all my fault Annabelle, sorry to drag you into this!”

Dorie was guilt-riddened. She knew that Annabelle had to go back to Yun Rui in exchange for her charges to be dropped, even if it was totally a sham orchestrated by Mu!

“I know I know, say no more, just remember you owe me a super expensive, super nice dinner! Alright I reeaally gotta go, talk to you later!”

“Hahaha alright, see you soon!”

“Bye!”

on the couch and redirected her attention towards work. Sometime later, she already got a good idea in mind and decided to take a quick bath

over her head in steamy rivulets, closing her eyes as the coolness soaked into her skin. She leaned

later, Annabelle came out brimming in freshness and confidence. She poured herself a small

was let loose, and her flawless skin was shimmering

loved designing works. She found loveliness in the freedom to evince her imagination and highlight her personality.

reflected her attitude in life;

divorce, she had found restfulness and flourishing

*Bzzz Bzzz*

looked up to check on the time and realized it had been a productive two hours. She frowned faintly when she saw an unknown number on the screen, except

picked up the

“Hello?”

“……”

I know who is this?” She

“It’s me.”

sprung like a cat when she heard that bossy, deep voice from someone that she was all too

do you have my number!?” She yelped like a pain reflex.

the boss to have the contact number of

……

Umm, True that.