The Most Loving Marriage: Don't Be Too Bad, Mr President novel Chapter 3

2 years later. London.

“Congratulations for your award, Miss Xia. Do you feel like saying something?” The host asked politely.

Annabelle wore a yellow darling bias gown that day. Her silky black hair with mild natural perm raffled gently in the breeze and she held a pleasant smile tirelessly. She lifted her slender crystal trophy and moved her lips to the microphone, “Yes I do. First of all I must thank my tutors and all my supporters. This recognition does not belong only to me, but to each and every one that supports me. Thank you so much!”

Well, a minimalistic, but pertinent speech.

The host continued on, “This award is an esteemed honour, an admirable acknowledgement! May we know what are the future plans for Miss Xia?”

The question brought her mind off. She recollected herself and responded, “Actually, I have decided to return to my home country. I plan to work for the Yun Rui Corporation!”

Her response threw the audience into a commotion.

The Yunrui Corporation had been a rising star for the past two years. In merely one year after being listed, they showed unequalled results and were authentically promising. However, this novelty of newly developed company does not justify her ditching her golden ticket in London and fly back!

Annabelle made no further response and left the stage.

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The following day.

10am. City A arrival hall.

Annabelle strolled along with her luggage. She was wearing a gigantic shade as an attempt to cover up her face. However, her slender figure and outstandingly fine temperament still caught a lot of attention.

Annabelle lowered her shades and gaze gluttonously at the nostalgic view, feeling joyous.

At last! After two long years, I am finally back!

Annabelle took a breath and ambled off.

She arrived at her pre-booked suite, collected her keys and settled in. It took her less than half a day to tidy up a cozy place. She had become independent and headstrong after these two years.

Just when she was about to unwind, her phone vibrated.

“Hey Annabelle, have you reached!?”

It was Dorie, an adored childhood friend of hers. Her bestie that she held more darling than blood.

“You kidding me? Calling now after all the hard labour is finished!?” Annabelle lolled on the couch, trying to catch a break.