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My Killing President novel Chapter 479

But as he looked around, the apartment was just as when they left it. It doesn’t seem like anyone had barged inside. Or was it because she hasn’t come home yet?

When he thought about that, he ran down the apartment and drove to the hospital.

But the moment he reached the hospital, the nurse said that she had left long ago. But if she was home, why wasn’t he notified?!

He kept calling her but it was the same voicemail over and over again: sorry, the number you called is unavailable…

Alistair was nervous. Where could she go at this hour?

The man drove aimlessly on the road to look for her. But he had no idea where he should look for!

Finally, he went back to the apartment.

The man parked his car downstairs and looked up. He saw that the lights in the apartment wasn’t switched on. In another words, she wasn’t home yet.

If she got home, she would definitely call him.

Alistair sat in his car and waited while calling Annabelle over and over again. However, the calls just wouldn’t connect… He was worried sick.

Now that Cole Ho was dead, Annabelle should be free from danger temporarily…

The man began to have all sorts of worrying thoughts.

At that time, a cab’s headlight flashed on his car and Alistair looked back at it.

The car stopped and Annabelle got down the car.

“Thank you, sir!” Annabelle thanked the driver and walked back slowly.

When Alistair saw Annabelle, he opened his car door and got down immediately.

“You, why are you here?” Annabelle looked at him and asked. Didn’t this scoundrel of a man replicate her apartment keys and gained complete access to her apartment already?

“Where did you go? Why are you coming home so late? Why can’t I get through your phone? Do you know how worried I was?” Alistair stared at Annabelle and vented all his frustration.

None of the questions or the words mattered. At that moment, the most important thing was that Annabelle came back safely!

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