My Killing President novel Chapter 47

“That was not the best experience,” Yaxim smiled bitterly.

“He was a foolish man. If it were me, I would’ve cherished you dearly!” Nischae exclaimed.

“Thanks!”

Annabelle smiled joyously and it was like the room was sunny and bright all over again.

However, at the back of the room, a thunderstorm was slowly brewing…

“Be confident, know that you’re the best!” Nischae beamed and gave her a thumbs up.

“I will, thank you!”

“Alright, until we meet again, peace!”

It was comical to see a European spoke so volubly in Mandarin.

Mu suppressed his chaotic mind and stood up to send him off.

“Looking forward to your good work!”

“We most definitely will!” Mu assured, with a bright and confident smile.

But it was unnatural and hair-raising for Annabelle…

“Miss Yarvy, please see Mr. Nischae off.”

His secretary nodded dutifully and proceeded to show Nischae and his team out.

Now then the lounge was left with Annabelle and Mu. It was undisturbedly quiet like the calm before storm.

“Mr. Mu, then I’ll excuse myself too,” Annabelle followed her flight response and hurriedly headed for the door, closing her ears shut.

Out of the blue, she felt an overpowering pull and the next thing she knew her back was leaning on the meeting table. Her hands were supporting on both sides and her body tilted backwards.

In front of her stood Mu, pouncing on her in the manner of Mufasa at the hyenas.

“You…” Annabelle was short-circuited, too shocked to even assemble her words.

“You are divorced!?”

There was a dry, bitter taste in the back of her mouth that she couldn’t seem to get rid of. Her hands were shaking in an odd rhythm under his menacing pressure.

“So what!? Can’t a divorcee take part in SRD!?”

“Shut up! Who was it!?” Mu roared.

The thought of Annabelle belonging to another man… It drove him crazy!

Annabelle’s lashes fluttered, “This has NOTHING to do with you, Mr. Mu!”

“Was it Ralphy?”

“NO!” Annabelle gnashed her teeth.

How in the world can it be Ralphy? It seems like Alistair really misunderstood…

“Then, who is he?!”

“This has nothing to do with you!” Annabelle could only repetitively stammer these words. Her heart was hammering against her chest.

Mu was unmoved and he continued to stare fervently at Annabelle.

“Mr. Mu! Are you in love with me or what?!”

In love with…you?

Her words echoed through him and throbbed in his ears.

“In love with you?!” Mu derided, “Pfft, do you think it’s possible? How could I fall for a leftover!”

THAT blew a fuse in Annabelle, “What’s wrong with divorced woman!? Mr. Mu may I remind you, you are also divorced. YOU, ME, WE ARE THE SAME!” She fumed with anger.

Mu’s eyes flickered momentarily, “How did you know?!” His voice was cold and hardened like a stove lid.

……

Annabelle face tightened and she quickly gather her wits.

“Everyone in the company knows!”

Mu mulled it over and believed her. It was common news among the personnel.

However, he still held a puzzling grudge and refused to let her go.

“So, don’t act so high and mighty Mr.Mu. You of all people are also divorced, you have no right to judge me!” Annabelle raged, pushed him off and stormed out the door.