Chapter 128. Paying Mr President a Visit

“Hello, Mr. President.”
I stepped majestically into his office, clad in my custom-made cream-colored suit. My pair of burgundy Manolo Blahnik clicked confidently as I reached where the President was. My lipstick was burgundy as well. My black leather purse and my pair of Ray-Ban were a wonderful match. Not to mention that I smelled exactly like the interestingly contrasting mix of sweet and strong, adding to my confidence and charm.

He stood from behind his desk to give me a handshake. It had not taken long to arrange for this meeting with him, given his relationship with Uncle Pete who many still thought was my lover—the President included—he couldn’t turn me down.

“Thank you for making time to see me on such short notice.”
I emitted a polite smile.

He returned the smile. “It’s a pleasure. When I got the message from Rashford, my P.A., I wondered why the f