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My Killing President novel Chapter 58

Annabelle gave Mu an impression of always being secretive and mysterious, like a woman with history. And he couldn’t help but being drawn in closer and closer…

Little did he knew, if he were to find out her secret…probably he would need an ambulance.

“How is the taste, pretty awesome right?”

“Thousand over dollars for this, how can it be bad?”

“Glad to hear that! Remember, you owe me a favour!”

“Huh?” Annabelle finally raised her eyes and looked confused, “What favour?”

“Haven’t you heard of the saying there are no free lunch, in this case dinner?”

“Wasn’t I the one to accompanied you!?” She popped her eyes comically. This stingy capitalist was too good at taking advantage!

“But you ate it anyway. That counts!” Mu chattered seriously, determined to flimflam her.

“……”

Can I hurl the meat at him and leave?

She looked down at her inviting steak.

……

Since I’ve already eaten, even if I didn’t finish it, no chance in hell would Mu let this slide. Might as well enjoy life to the fullest first, worry later…

Annabelle lifted her glass and tasted the wine. It was well-aged in oak, rich and flat. It hit the middle of the tongue almost like butter and had a smooth finish. And she enjoyed more with the combination.

Mu’s attentiveness was with her. As he gazed adoringly at her he noticed that he felt unusually comfortable and delightful by her side. It was relaxing, even somewhat nostalgic.

Annabelle eventually felt his stare and looked up. When she saw how he looked at her, her heart fluttered.

“Mr. Mu, you got me eating dinner with you here, swindled a favour from me and if your girlfriend see us again, I reckon she’s really gonna chew me alive!”

“Are you afraid?” Mu raised an eyebrow and asked.

“Of course I am!” She responded instantly, “Who wouldn’t? It’s very annoying to deal with those pesky things!”

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