My Killing President
Chapter 44 Phone-call

"Haha, alright! See you then, gotta go now, plenty of work. Bye!"

"You still have to work at this hour? What work?" Dorie was puzzled.

"From the contract last time. Now that I'm in charge, I have to come up with a design proposal by tomorrow!"

Annabelle moved down to the carpet and flipped through the contract.

"Son of a monkey! he must be doing it on purpose!"

"How did you know?!"

"What a rat's arse right?"

"Exactly," Dorie affirmed, "It's all my fault Annabelle, sorry to drag you into this!"

Dorie was guilt-riddened. She knew that Annabelle had to go back to Yun Rui in exchange for her charges to be dropped, even if it was totally a sham orchestrated by Mu!

"I know I know, say no more, just remember you owe me a super expensive, super nice dinner! Alright I reeaally gotta go, talk to you later!"

"Hahaha alright, see you soon!"

"Bye!"

Annabelle just hurled her phone on the couch and redirected her attention towards work. Sometime later, she already got a good idea in mind and decided to take a quick bath and resume work after that.

She removed her make-up, stripped down and stepped slowly into the tub. She turned the water on high and letting it beat over her head in steamy rivulets, closing her eyes as the coolness soaked into her skin. She leaned against the tiles and started brain-storming. The sensation of water gently caressing her body calms her, it was like being under an everlasting waterfall and her imagination and creativity would just soar freely.

About half an hour later, Annabelle came out brimming in freshness and confidence. She poured herself a small glass of wine and decided to draft out her thoughts.

Her darkened hair was let loose, and her flawless skin was shimmering like the keys of a grand piano.

She loved designing works. She found loveliness in the freedom to evince her imagination and highlight her personality.

Her work often reflected her attitude in life; modern sophistication, unrestrained and unchained.

Ever since the divorce, she had found restfulness and flourishing in life.

*Bzzz Bzzz*

Annabelle's phone rang. She looked up to check on the time and realized it had been a productive two hours. She frowned faintly when she saw an unknown number on the screen, except for Dorie, who would call at this hour?

She hesitantly picked up the call...

"Hello?"

"Hello, may I know who is this?" She raised her voice slightly.

"It's me."

Annabelle sprung like a cat when she heard that bossy, deep voice from someone that she was all too familiar.

"Why do you have my number!?" She yelped like a pain reflex.

"Isn't it normal for the boss to have the contact number of their employees?" Mu ridiculed and rolled-eye.

Umm, True that.

"So what do you want at this hour?"

"Oh nothing, just checking on your work progress."

"In the middle of it!"

"All by yourself?"

"Yes all by myself," Annabelle bleated impatiently, "So what do you want?"

There was a momentary silence, then Mu replied light-heartedly, "It's nothing, keep up the good work. Just continue it tomorrow if you can't finish it by today!"

He sounded like he was in a good mood.

"I thought you needed to get it done by tomorrow?"

"Yuan Shi just called and the schedule has been a postponed for a few days. You have time." He explained leisurely.

Should I even thank him?

Why do I keep feeling that everything he does was so suspicious and questionable?"