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My Killing President novel Chapter 1

“The president of LK Corporation, Alistair Mu, took a yacht out to sea with a woman the day before yesterday. The woman is a debuting model named Mechan Huang. They were photographed being intimate and spending the entire night on his 50 million-dollar yacht.”

This news was reported on TV last night and quickly spread all over the city.

The woman sitting in the middle of the sofa was wearing a drab gray and blue uniform and a pair of glasses with her hair tucked. By the way she dressed, it would be easy to mistaken her for an old maid. But once people saw past her plain appearance, you could see that she had beautiful skin, a cute, round face, and a pair of beautiful eyes. She was definitely a beauty.

She now watched the news without showing any emotion.

The nanny Mrs Li stood by and watched her. She had no idea what Annabelle Xia was thinking at this moment.

Annabelle and Alistair had been married for a year, but Alistair was never really at home. News like this happened from time to time.

"Madam, these are just scribblings from desperate news reporters on a slow news day. Don’t believe these rumors." Mrs Lee calmly said, trying to comfort her.

Annabelle wasn’t sure, but honestly at this point she didn’t care if was true or not.

She didn't answer Mrs Lee. She just chuckled, picked up the cell phone on the desk, and then dialed.

Soon, the call was put through.

“Hello, who's this?” the man on the other end of the phone spoke.

“It’s Annabelle.” Annabelle said with no emotion.

"What’s the matter?" There was a trace of impatience in the man’s voice over the phone.

"Are you coming back tonight? I want to talk with you." Annabelle said, holding her mobile phone.

"If there is something you want to talk about with me, just say it on the phone. I really don't want to go back to see you. Your appearance makes me sick!" Alistair said brutally.

After hearing what her husband said, Annabelle held the mobile phone tightly and said, "but we are married."

"Annabelle, I warn you you'd better not say that we are husband and wife. We are married due out of convenience. Besides, I'm sick of your appearance. I wish I could really divorce you." The man on the other end of the phone shouted loudly.

Divorce…

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