My Killing President

The rest of them were dismissed.

In Mu’s office.

Mu went straight to his personal spot while Annabelle just remained standing in front of his desk, she had no intention to stay alone with him for long.

“Mr. Mu, anything you need?”

Mu did not answer immediately but carefully scanned through her face.

“What happened to your face?” He frowned and asked concernedly.

Annabelle was a straight-forward person and she had no intention to evade his question, “Nothing much, a psycho happened!”

Psycho?

Mu looked at Annabelle closely, he could sense a scorn but couldn’t understand why.

“Even YOU gave in?” He exclaimed in disbelief.

And it was all because of who?

If it wasn’t Mu that caused all the mess, why would Yoi confront her like a crazy woman?

“If not? If a bog bites you do you bite it back?” She retorted.

Zzz…This woman can always produce a witty comeback…

Mu narrowed his eyes and said, “Never back down, that is the iron rule!”

“I’ll remember that, and I’ll make sure I won’t go easy next time!”

felt a strange aggressiveness from her. But before he could dig further, Annabelle interjected, “Mr. Mu, what exactly do

did not cling to the topic and went back to

“When?”

“This Saturday!”

mean… Only five days left!” Annabelle

that means you would need to come up with the

Annabelle nodded consequentially, “Understood!”

best!” Mu encouraged earnestly, he didn’t

this cold-blooded man can be so compassionate! Maybe it’s the day of the

at her own thought,

encounter any plateau, you

Seek his help?

adept in

Mu snickered cheekily, “I can give you

instantly flashed vividly in her

work now!” And Annabelle clumsily ran out his office, not

he was always very entertained to see that adorable woman and make her skittish. And not

line and called his secretary, “Help me to get an arnica cream from the pharmacy, and send it to

“Noted, sir.”

from time to time. After a while he suddenly jolted up and quickly went back

blank paper. Nischae’s words resounded in her mind; only a

experiences, no worth-mentioning stories. And the only irregular in her life

of an acquaintance, there’s nothing

she was hit with

still sat stubbornly in her seat, the piece of paper was still

“Annabelle, still not leaving?”

guys go

so hardworking! See you