My Killing President
Chapter 62 Spark

The rest of them were dismissed.

In Mu's office.

Mu went straight to his personal spot while Annabelle just remained standing in front of his desk, she had no intention to stay alone with him for long. "Mr. Mu, anything you need?"

Mu did not answer immediately but carefully scanned through her face.

"What happened to your face?" He frowned and asked concernedly.

Annabelle was a straight-forward person and she had no intention to evade his question, "Nothing much, a psycho happened!" Psycho?

Mu looked at Annabelle closely, he could sense a scorn but couldn't understand why.

"Even YOU gave in?" He exclaimed in disbelief.

And it was all because of who?

If it wasn't Mu that caused all the mess, why would Yoi confront her like a crazy woman?

"If not? If a bog bites you do you bite it back?" She retorted.

Zzz... This woman can always produce a witty comeback...

Mu narrowed his eyes and said, "Never back down, that is the iron rule!"

"I'll remember that, and I'll make sure I won't go easy next time!"

Mu felt a strange aggressiveness from her. But before he could dig further, Annabelle interjected, "Mr. Mu, what exactly do you need from me?"

Mu did not cling to the topic and went back to business, "The date for SRD has been finalized!"

"When?"

"This Saturday!"

"Does that mean... Only five days left!" Annabelle gasped.

"Correct, that means you would need to come up with the design in five days."

Annabelle nodded consequentially, "Understood!"

"Don't stress yourself, just do your best!" Mu encouraged earnestly, he didn't want to give her any additional pressure.

Whoa, since when this cold-blooded man can be so compassionate! Maybe it's the day of the month!

And Annabelle chuckled at her own thought, "Alright I will!"

"If you encounter any plateau, you can always seek my help!"

Seek his help?

Was he adept in designing too?

Looking at how Annabelle was perplexed, Mu snickered cheekily, "I can give you unlimited motivation and inspiration..."

The episode in the car instantly flashed vividly in her mind and her heart raced.

"Mr. Mu, if there's nothing else then I'll go work now!" And Annabelle clumsily ran out his office, not waiting for any response.

Mu laughed uncontrollably, he was always very entertained to see that adorable woman and make her skittish. And not even he himself was aware that it had been a long while since he laughed so heartily... Mu picked up his line and called his secretary, "Help me to get an arnica cream from the pharmacy, and send it to my office."

"Noted, sir."

He dropped the call and continued to reminiscence and grinned from time to time. After a while he suddenly jolted up and quickly went back to work... Annabelle sat on her desk and in front of her lay a piece of blank paper. Nischae's words resounded in her mind; only a design with story can bring resonance...

She yanked on her hair in vex, she only had experiences, no worth-mentioning stories. And the only irregular in her life would be the intrusion of a man named Alistair. But the two did not have much of an acquaintance, there's nothing to pen about.

For the first time, she was hit with a dry spell.

When office hour ended, Annabelle still sat stubbornly in her seat, the piece of paper was still blank.

"Annabelle, still not leaving?"

"Almost, you guys go ahead first!"

"Ok, you are so hardworking! See you tomorrow!"

"Ok!"

And she was alone in the office again.

She turned on her computer in humdrum and checked out some vintage artistry for inspiration.

Whilst she was scrolling wearisomely, Mu came out of his office and walked towards her, with a bruise cream on his hand. "Still working on it?"

Annabelle raised her head and looked at him, "Yeah."

"What are you looking for here?"

"A muse!"

Mu eyebrows raised slowly, "No spark at all?"

Annabelle just shook her head in low spirit, and continue to browse mechanically on the computer screen.

An idea glinted on Mu's mind and he let out a cheeky grin...

"Stop wasting your time. Come, follow me!"

"Oh yes definitely, you're right, ok..."

Seeing as how Annabelle completely paid no heed to him, he grabbed her hand and pulled her up.

"What... What are you doing!?" It surprised her.

"Come with me!"

And he grabbed her hands firmly and led the way, paying no heed to her protests.☐☐