My Killing President novel Chapter 660

Outside.

Kaleb Hua got in the car and his expression was grim.

Hua looked at him and he was worried, "Brother Kaleb, how did he learn about those?" Hua asked.

"Alistair is a smart kid, he knew how to leverage!" Kaleb Hua said.

After walking out the place, he regained his rationality. He knew that Alistair was a smart man and that was simply his tactic to trap him.

However, Kaleb Hua had no idea if Alistair knew anything or not. Maybe he did know, or maybe he just knew a little bit. And he might be saying that just to trick him.

However, it was undeniable that Kaleb Hua was hooked by his bait.

Without any concrete evidences, Kaleb Hua would never use that as an exchange.

He believed that it was highly probable that Alistair was just bluffing.

When Kaleb Hua sat in the car, he slowly calmed himself down. Two decades have passed and there was no need to rush.

"Then, should we…?"

"There is no need. We don't need to do anything and simply observe!" He wanted to see what else Alistair could do.

He was doing everything for Annabelle and any man could identify with him. However, as Kaleb Hua stood by Annabelle's stance, he agreed that Alistair needed time to self-reflect.

When Kaleb Hua was in his car, he looked outside the window. The man thought that what left in his remaining days was just going to the company and back home. It was a pleasant surprise that he could still have such excitement in his limited time.

Another day passed.

There was still no news about Annabelle.

Aside from Alistair, the grandmother was the most worried person.

She was worried sick of Annabelle, and now that she learnt of her unstable pregnancy, she was even more in distress.

The grandmother looked at Alistair and asked anxiously, "How was it? You still don't have any news on Annabelle?" The grandmother asked.

Alistair looked at her and he didn't want the grandmother to be too worried. He coaxed, "Grandma, don't worry. I will definitely bring her back!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, how dare you tell me not to worry?! Do you think I want to worry!? Annabelle's health wasn't that good and now she was even pregnant with our dear family. What if anything happens?! How can you ask me not to worry?!" The grandmother yelled in distress.

Alistair, "…"

He wanted to know about Annabelle's well-being as well!

He missed her. He missed her so much!!

At that time, the grandmother looked at him and asked, "Alistair, tell grandma the truth. What happened between you and Annabelle? Annabelle was such an understanding woman. She wouldn't disappear just like that. I believe there must be a reason!"

"… Nothing happened, grandma!"

"Nothing? Alistair, this woman is old but I haven't gone senile yet. Tell grandma, have you done anything wrong against her?" The grandmother asked

When Zen and his wife heard that, they didn't know what to say.

They simply looked at each other.

Alistair's eyebrows furrowed deeply and he continued to deny, "I didn't!"

"You didn't? Do you really think your grandmother is so naïve…?" Right after the grandmother said that, Madam Mu walked over and held her hand, "Mum…"

The grandmother turned her head back and looked at Madam Mu. She blinked and asked, "Why?"

Madam Mu didn't say it directly and she simply stared at the grandmother. After sometime, the grandmother spoke, "Could it be…"

He turned her head back and looked at Alistair, "Because of Nancy?"

Alistair's expression was grim. He lowered his head and didn't say anything. After that, he stood up and walked away.

The grandmother looked at Alistair and back to Madam Mu, "Was it really her?"

"Mum, it wasn't like what you think. Let the youngsters figure out on their own!"

"Do you think I want to interfere? The moment I thought that Annabelle was all alone outside, pregnant and helpless… I just couldn't help but worry!" The grandmother said anxiously. She had been anticipating this moment every day. Now that they finally got together. Although they haven't gotten married, they were already pregnant with a child. It was just a wish came true for her. All of a sudden her granddaughter in law was missing, how could she not worry?

Madam Mu said, "I understand. We are just as worried. But we must give Alistair some time to let him bring Annabelle back!"

"That's right, mum. Don't be too worried. You said it yourself that Annabelle is a sensible child. I believe she wouldn't let anything happen to herself!" Zen said.

The grandmother nodded, "It better be so. By the way, Zen, how about the men you sent? They didn't have any news as well?" The grandmother asked.

Zen shook his head.

"This is really just… This old woman is just dying of worry. Sigh…!" The grandmother mumbled to herself.

Alistair was standing by the side and he spoke, "I will go out for a while!" After saying that, he left.

The grandmother and the parents were the only ones left in the living room. They looked at each other and didn't say anything.

They knew Alistair wasn't in a good mood, but they were equally worried as well!

In the night.

The four friends were drinking together.

Sean looked at him and asked, "How was it? You still haven't found her?"

Nothing was more important than the child in her womb.

As for Alistair, it wasn't a great disappointment. Probably it was Annabelle that invested too much in the relationship and she had high expectation from the man. Therefore, she was unable to accept the slightest blemish. But wasn't life always like that? Nothing is perfect.

Love wouldn't be able to endure forever.

One day.

When Annabelle woke up from her afternoon nap, she continued to lie in the bed. She didn't know why but she dreamt of Alistair.

As for what happened, she couldn't remember at all. But one thing was clear, that the name kept resounding in her mind.

Alistair!

Her heart still felt a tightness whenever she thought about him.

She wasn't evading him on purpose to scare him. But she had no choice but to find a quiet place to unwind herself, to comfort herself and to perfect herself.

When she thought about that, she took out her phone and switched it on.

There were countless messages in her mailbox.

She hesitated for a while and tapped on it.

Most of the messages were from him…

Annabelle, where are you? Tell me, I am worried!

I know you are angry with me. But you must give me a chance to explain myself!

Even if you want to give me a death verdict, shouldn't you give me a chance to appeal?

Annabelle, where are you? Answer me!

Answer the phone!

Annabelle, where are you? Where are you?? Reply me, I know you can see my texts!

Annabelle, are you trying to drive me crazy?

Annabelle, I surrender. I am wrong, reply me and let's talk!

Sorry, I don't know that you are pregnant! You are right, I am just a douchebag!

Annabelle, I love you, I love only you…

Annabelle, give me a reply, just one. At least, let me know that you are safe…