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.

there any problem?” Mu

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

Mu’s pitch raised

“No reason.”

couldn’t be one. It’s unthinkable to tell you that I feel

misunderstandings?” Mu said, his

her

to leave was very queer and unjustifiable. And now it just

regained his self-possession and spoke unhurriedly, “I hope you consider this carefully. It’s not easy to secure a position in Yun

Annabelle’s forehead. She seemed to struggle even

pass by,

really give

even deeper and

tell that she was struggling, and all she needed

Yuan Shi can take part in SRD, if you really have pressing matters at hand, I’ll give you a two-days leave to settle it. But in case you still stubbornly wish to give up this chance, I will not stop you. Yun Rui is

strategic withdrawal can do

his words, Annabelle subconsciously let down her guard. She was too defensive against Mu that

dreams? Isn’t it a foolish to let such opportunities

her chance now, it will

met his