My Killing President

And since she made herself so clear, Ralphy wouldn't want to continue to pester her and risk ruining their relationship.

"Alright, if you say so, your brother will give you his full support!"

Annabelle relieved and cheered, "Thanks bro! Don't you worry, I'll be just fine!"

"Ok!"

"Alright alright- Let's eat!" Dorie interjected.

The dinner continued in a cheerful atmosphere.

When they were done, Ralphy offered to send both of them home. Annabelle then insisted to be sent home first, according to her, she had urgent matters to attend to.

When they reached her housing area, Annabelle got out the car and looked at them cheekily, "Hey bro, you must make sure to send Dorie back safely yea~" "Ok!" He nodded.

The three drank a little during the dinner. Dorie was not so well versed with alcoholic drinks and she was a little tipsy.

"Alright, drive safe!"

"Annabelle!" Ralphy walked out his car and called out to her.

"Huh? Yes bro?"

Looking at her innocent face, Ralphy frowned, "Umm, you..."

"Yes-?"

He stared at Annabelle for a while and words couldn't come out from his mouth... Finally, he muttered, "Beware of Yoi!"

Annabelle's eyebrow loured into a frown, "What happened?"

"Just be careful. And always be more vigilant!" He reminded.

Looking at her brother's serious demeanour, Annabelle nodded obediently, "Mm, alright!"

"Ok, get up then!"

"Ok, see you!"

"See you!"

"Make sure you take good care of Dorie!!" And Annabelle got up the stairs.

Ralphy stood at the doorway and watched as she left.

After Annabelle disappeared up the stairs for some time, he slowly withdrew his gaze and got back in the car.

Dorie was seated in the back and she was tipsy. He looked back through the rear mirror at her... Annabelle had been trying to play cupid the whole night, of course he was aware too. However, his heart was already long belonged to someone else...

A bitter smile appeared on his face and he drove off.

Once Annabelle got into her house, she went to the balcony and peeked at them. She smirked as their car drove off.

She knew that Dorie had been secretly admiring her brother, and this was all she could do for her.

She turned back into the room and went for a shower.

After a long, comfortable shower, Annabelle readied herself to sleep.

Suddenly her phone rang.

Annabelle frowned when she noticed it was Mu that called.

Why is he calling at such an hour?

But she answered the call nonetheless.

"Hello..."

Mu was just about to end the call because it had been ringing for quite some time.

"Mr. Mu, anything up? Why are you calling at this hour?"

"Hmm... What are you doing?"

"Sleeping."

"At home?"

"If not?"