Chapter 8 Enmity


    After Yoi left, Annabelle’s heart was sunk with nerves but she tried her best to appearposed. Mu


    sat solemnly on his leather swivel chair. His suit was a midnight ck, unbuttoned and his rippling


    muscles suggested good health. Handsome was an understatement, he was bewitching and breath-


    taking.


    It was unthinkable that the two would meet again in this manner after two years.


    Alistair read Annabelle’s personal file with care and paused at her name and picture.


    “Annabelle? From London?” he raised his eyes and looked intently at her.


    “Yes sir.” Annabelle replied with confidence. However, her heart was pounding and her brain was


    overloaded. Fear and regret were building like a snowball in her stomach, why didn’t she do a proper


    background check on Yun Rui beforemitting!? She hand-picked the devil!


    “The CV is not too bad,” Alistairmented, unimpressed.


    Not too bad? What in the world do you see on that resume that says, ‘NOT TOO BAD’ ?!


    Annabelle was ticked off, “My skillsets in the workce are even stronger than my resume shows I


    feel.”


    Alistair eyebrow rose in attentiveness and he barely hid a sh of amusement in his eyes, “Well it


    seems that Miss Annabelle has outstanding abilities.”


    “If I was anything but outstanding, I don’t think I would be standing here.”


    Speaking to Alistair after two years feltpletely disorientating. By looking at his face, one would not


    be able to guess his thoughts or observe any hint of emotions at all.


    Alistair continued to fix his eyes on her with keen interests. It was a first for him to encounter a woman


    like this. She didn’t use the predictable ttering, she did not go out of her way to impress and nor had


    she appeared to be an egoistic person. However, something was just a little off about her behavior.


    “True, it is important to be capable at work. But I think having amendable character is more


    crucial.”


    Annabelle’s furrowed her brows faintly.


    “Mr. Mu, are you suggesting that I was actually eavesdropping just now?”


    Alistair did not answer. He reclinedzily and met with her serious gaze. His answer was obvious.


    “Mr. Mu, let me make things clear. I came up to report duty to you, the rest was mere coincidence.”


    Annabelle spoke with firmness, and she put on her dutiful smile.


    “You could’ve knocked.” Mu responded antagonistically.


    “I decided not to. I reckoned getting interrupted when you were ‘busy’ will not be a pleasant experience


    for both of us, so I chose to take off immediately. It was bad timing that the door opened before I could


    leave. Do you think I should take the me?” Annabelle said confrontationally.


    After two years, not only had his scious habit remained unchanged, he had actually be worse.


    Alistair caught a hint of anger in her voice.


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    “Are you disrespecting me?” He asked, biting word by word.


    “Respect is earned sir, not given.” Annabelle replied indifferently.


    “And now you are lecturing me?!”