My Killing President novel Chapter 65

“Looks good on me, no?”

“Not worth the price.” Mu commented. Although it’s fairly cheap, but anyone could easily tell the bracelet was decent at best, definitely not worth spending on.

“Well, it depends on how you see it. If you like it, then it’s worth every penny; otherwise, it’s worthless!” Annabelle laughed merrily and lifted the bracelet, “Fifteen bucks isn’t that much for me, but for her it could mean bread and butter. I am happy too, giving is receiving!”

Annabelle always looked at the brighter side and that put a hearty smile on Mu’s face.

As they continued to explore, they came across a group of romping children. They were so full of spirit and energetic and it brought joy to Annabelle.

As Annabelle looked further to the side, she noticed an old man sitting all alone. He had a short hair with salt and pepper tint and Annabelle reckoned he must be in his seventies because his face was time chiselled. He looked a bit spiritless, as if life had robbed him of something precious.

Annabelle noticed that his hands were clenched and he was holding onto something dear.

“What are you looking at?” Mu nudged her.

Annabelle gestured her face towards the reclusive old man, and Mu followed her gaze and noticed him too. Once Mu saw him, his eyebrows furrowed and he stepped forward.

“Mr. Lee!” He called out louder than usual.

Annabelle was clueless, you knew him?

The man raised his head, and once he saw Mu, his face wrinkled a big wide smile, “Tian? Tian, You are back!” The man had a surprising voice, a gravel-and-gravy mix of whiskey roughness and educated brogue.

“Yeah, how have you been?!”