My Killing President novel Chapter 603

The next day.

After struggling for a night, Annabelle decided to talk to that woman.

She browsed through her phone history and looked for her number. After that, she called her back.

Belle was surprised that Annabelle would find her.

If that was the case, she didn’t have to worry!

Annabelle went out and Coby followed her. When she got to Belle’s doorstep, Annabelle asked the bodyguard to wait outside and she entered alone.

Belle’s house was clean.

Belle was wearing a nightgown and she was holding a glass of red wine as she walked leisurely inside the room.

"Yes? Why are you looking for me? What do you want to know?" She sat on the couch and asked mirthfully.

"You should know why I am here." Annabelle said.

The woman simply spoke halfway yesterday and it was annoying.

Belle’s gaze deepened a little. The moment she recalled Ralphy’s warning, she kept quiet.

"What were you trying to say yesterday?" Annabelle asked.

"What was I saying? Miss Xia, do you really don’t know?" Belle asked back as she stared intently at Annabelle. She seemed to be confident that Annabelle knew what she was referring to.

"If I know, I wouldn’t come here to look for you!"

Belle smiled. Could Ralphy had hidden himself too well? Or… Belle stared at Annabelle and she was positive that she was pretending to be unaware.

"You want to know? Sure! But I have one condition." Belle looked at her and said.

"What is it?"

"Because he likes you…"

Once she said that, the room was pin drop silence.

Annabelle was completely shocked. But at the same time, she kept her cool.

"Although I am close with my brother and I could influence him, there is no chance that I could interfere with his marriage choice!" Annabelle said.

She didn’t expect Belle to say it. However, now that she laid it out openly, there was nothing to hide.

"You know I wasn’t referring to that." Belle said.

Annabelle frowned. She bit her lips and looked at Belle.

The woman simply chuckled, "Don’t you think it is weird, that I would know where you stay? Because there was a night that he got drunk in the bar and he went and waited downstairs. He stayed there for as long as two hours, calling your name…" Belle said.

"At that time, I thought he was heartbroken from a relationship. But I hadn’t thought that the person he likes was…" At that time, she turned her head over and looked at Annabelle. The insinuation from her gaze and her words were clear.