My Killing President

Why do I keep feeling that everything he does was so suspicious and questionable?

Well, since the big bad boss said so, Annabelle was more than happy to oblige and she went to bed right after ending their call.

On the other side, Mu was alone in his car. The repetitive flashing by of headlights shone shadows on his curled lips. He seemed to be in a fine mood.

Mu had just sent Yoi home, despite her eager hinting and passionate attempts to spend the night with him. His mind was not with him and he was deeply disturbed.

What was the relationship between Annabelle and Ralphy?

Are they really seeing each other?

Mu’s eyebrow knitted in an undecided irk when he recalled the way Ralphy looked at Annabelle.

This woman really has a lame taste in men!

Next morning.

When Annabelle reached office, her colleague hurriedly informed her that Mu had called her in.

Annabelle intuitively puckered her face in rejection. But she really didn’t have much choice with Mu being her employer.

the door

“Come on in.”

nodded and entered the room, but with a tightness to it.

the matter?” She

“Progressing with the design?”

thought you said

Have you filled

Registration form?!

pupils instantly dilated. The SRD

Annabelle gulped.

speechlessly, then at his watch and drawled,

right away!” Annabelle answered in jittery, her entire motivation to stay in Yun Rui rested on this competition. It was unimaginable if she’d missed it due

Mu

from Mu, but

few minutes to fill up everything. There was just one detail that

Marriage status: ________

just fill in Divorced? What if Mu saw

bit on her lips and pulled on her hair.

is the organiser

the time Annabelle realised, time was already running out and she quickly jotted down in panic