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My Killing President novel Chapter 68

“What are you two talking about?” All of a sudden, a voice flat and hard as a spade came from behind…

That overfamiliar voice sent a shiver down Annabelle’s spine.

They turned back to look and saw Mu approaching.

Every step he took was echoing in Annabelle’s ears, blocking all other sound. She could feel her fine hair rising on her neck, like a frightened cat.

They didn’t know how long had he been there, or how much he heard! Anxiousness crept from the bottom of her stomach and she could feel her legs turning jelly. If he had heard their conversation then hell would break loose!

Mu stared intently at them and repeated his question, “What are you two talking about?”

Annabelle gulped and steadied her panic. She put on her best attempted smile and replied, “Oh it’s nothing. I just got back from outside and we bumped into each other. This aunty was inquiring the restroom’s whereabouts!” She fabricated a lie and surrendered everything to fate.

“Are you sure?”

Mu’s eyebrows gathered faintly and gave her a penetrating stare.

Annabelle nodded mechanically. Now her adrenaline was pumping in like crazy and her sleepiness completely disappeared.

Mu turned to Mrs. Lee and asked, “Aunty, aren’t you familiar with the office?”

He knew too well that his housemaid had been there several times, it wasn’t possible for her to not know where the washroom was.

Mrs. Lee was like a cat on hot bricks and a little tongue tied to lie to Mu. However, since she promised Annabelle, she could only try, “Aah, it has been a long time, I forgot about it!”

Mu threw an inexpressive nod, it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.

But Annabelle would guess optimistically, if he heard any of their conversation, would he had acted so chilled?

“Do you know each other that well?” His fixed his gaze at the arm Annabelle was holding.

Darn it, so observant!

Annabelle acted natural and withdrew her hand, “Oh I was trying to assist her. Since you’re here then I should excuse myself. See you!” Annabelle bowed her head slightly to Mrs. Lee and walked back to her office.

As Annabelle left, Mrs. Lee too, turned to Mu and said, “Young master, if there’s nothing else then I shall go home first.” She seemed to be in a better mood than when she came in.

“Ok, the chauffeur is waiting in at the front door.”

“Thanks!”

Mu waited until the elevator’s door closed, and then turned to look at the direction Annabelle went and his eyebrows slowly came together…

Working in Yun Rui was like walking on a tightrope, any mistake and Annabelle felt like she could fall into a bottomless pit. It was a close call this time. And Mu could still find out about them anytime.

Good news was, Annabelle believed that he didn’t overhear their conversation, otherwise he wouldn’t have let her off so easily!

She breathed a heavy sigh of relief. Thanks to the thrilling episode, her drowsiness was completely gone and she was energized to work again!

Well, shit hits the fan so fertilizer can rain!

Annabelle went to the pantry and brewed herself a double espresso. She lifted her cup to savor the steaming aroma, but as the mist faded, Mu appeared before her eyes!

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