My Killing President

And the crowd just threw their judging peek secretly. Some even disdained her for prostituting herself... Annabelle was deeply drunk in her own thoughts and she paid no attention to her surrounding gossips.

Well, as Dr Seuss says, be who you are and do what you gotta do, those who matter don't mind and those who mind don't matter! Annabelle eventually left Yuan Shi Group and returned to Yun Rui.

Once she entered DoD, Dorie immediately came up to her. It seemed like she has been anxiously waiting to check up on her.

"How was it Annabelle? Did he do anything to you? Covi asked hurriedly.

Meanwhile, Mu was passing by DoD, as the department was along the hallway to his office. His assistance approached and was making a report to him.

Mu's body language suggested that he was quietly listening and reasoning at the assistant's reporting. However, all his attention was actually focused on the conversation between Annabelle and Covi. Did she actually go for it?

He was confident that after Annabelle learnt about the difficulty of the case, she would be downhearted and eventually come to seek his help.

Things seemed to turn out more interestingly than planned.

Back to Annabelle, she was still chatting light heartedly with Covi, "haha, It was right in the public, what do you think he could've done?"

Covi's eyes blinked in unison, her tone rose higher and she exclaimed, "Does... does that mean you've succeeded!?"

Annabelle looked at a place over her shoulder, and she shook her head, "No. However we did make an appointment to meet at Covenant Hotel tonight!"

Covi wiggled her eyebrows sceptically, "Tonight...? I knew it! And surely he is up to no good. Don't go, Annabelle!" Her voice tensed.

Of course Annabelle was aware of that too. But she did not have the privilege of choice!

In order for Dorie, and also for herself to break free from Alistair, she must go.

Annabelle smiled warm heartedly to Covi and said, "Thanks Covi, but don't worry about me. I will be just fine!"

"Just promise me to be careful!" with Annabelle being so determined, she can only remind her to be heedful.

"OK!" Annabelle replied, and affectionately tapped on Covi's shoulders, "Let's get on with work!"

"OK!"

Their conversation was overheard by Mu.

So you are meeting him tonight?

Hmm...

Judging from Annabelle's attitude, Mu was doubtless that she would definitely be going.

"Mr. Mu... Mr. Mu, what do you think?"

Mu was brought back to senses when his assistant nudged him.

His jaw clenched tensely, and he raised his hand to interrupt his assistant, "Let's talk in my office."

And he led the way authoritatively.

Once Mu left, Annabelle shifted her eyes to where he stood, her smile faded and her gaze was filled with intrication.

Later that night, Annabelle reached the Covenant Hotel right on time. She dressed up carefully, an elegant red dress with a gold embroidered sash about the waist, and simple jewellery that indicated wealth without being ostentatious. Her long, dark hair cascaded down her waist.

She knocked on the door of VIP room 103, took a deep breath and pushed the door open.

I can do it!

And she marched her long legs forward.

There was a giant sized round table inside, but only Mr. He alone was seated there. Behind him stood the assistant he called San, who gave her the venue and time.

Annabelle smiled and greeted the two politely, "Mr. He, thank you for being so kind to meet me!" she said.

Mr. He's smile widened from ear to ear, showing his cigarette-tarred teeth. He was pleased with her attitude. He gently tapped on the empty seat right next to him and signaled her over. "Sit."