My Killing President
Chapter 56 Dinner

Annabelle turned her face to Mu and smiled genuinely, "Wow, thanks a million Mr. Mu!"

And it was as if the whole world was smiling together at him...

"You're welcome!"

"However Mr. Mu, a bone should be shared with the dog. Instead of collecting dust, why not share it with the DoD, then everyone can benefit from it!" Annabelle's smile grew even wider. Mu felt a strange but didn't bothered.

"You are right. Permission granted!"

Annabelle nodded satisfiedly and continued to indulge in her own amusement.

"Have you eaten?" Mu randomly fired a question.

"No, boss said work. Annabelle work." She snubbed.

Now she is showing me attitude...

"I asked you to work, not starve!" He protested.

Annabelle paused to think for a bit, "Forgot!" and continued to dive back in. She was like a kid that was infatuating with her new toy.

"Let's go. I'll buy you dinner."

Annabelle looked up in bewilderment, and blinked like she just heard the most outrageous joke.

Getting dinner with you? No thanks.

"I still need to work!" Annabelle rejected resolutely.

Mu took a look at his watch, it was almost 9pm.

"I hereby declare that work time had ended!" Mu dictated, "Now you are to go have dinner with me!"

How capricious, the perks of being the boss!

"Since work time has ended I think I'll just head home then," Annabelle grumbled, she didn't have the slightest intention to join Mu for dinner.

Having being rejected over and over and over again aroused an irk within Mu, "Annabelle, how can an employee oppose their boss like this!? Follow me to dinner, and you're not allowed to reject!" "Are you a fascists?"

"I am!"

"Then let me be more liberal. Option A, dinner at home, your house you cook; Option B, we eat outside!"

"...I choose B."

Mu gave her an eye-roll and led the way.

Annabelle stared helplessly at his overweening back, shook her head and tidied her stuff. When she walked out the hallway, Mu was already waiting in the elevator, holding the door for her. The two stood rigidly and the small compartment was filled with awkwardness.

None of them opened their mouth.

*gring gring gring*

The sound of the silent grinding belt was deafening loud and Annabelle was cursing at how painfully time flew.

Finally, the door opened and the two strode out. Right before they entered his car, Mu suddenly turned to her and barked, "Sit in the front!"

Annabelle's pulled back her finger that just reached the backseat's handle as if she was zapped.

She lowered her head like a child and moved to the front seat.

"What do you want to eat?" Mu asked.

"I'm just your escort. You decide!" Annabelle replied uninterestedly, staring straight in front.

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." Mu arched his eyebrows cheekily, and Annabelle immediately knew that he was having mischievous thoughts.

"I believe an honorable person like Mu wouldn't have inappropriate thoughts."

"Who said that I'm an honorable person?" Mu turned his head and snickered.

"I can most definitely tell!"

"Sorry to break it to you, but I'm not honorable at all..." He stared salaciously at her like a salivating lion looking at a lamb, and made a menacing tone. Annabelle however, was no young gullible girl and she wasn't intimidated at all.

"Hahaha Mr. Mu, you finally admit it! I was just messing with you...HAHAHA!"

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