"It's not that..." Max forced a smile.
He was the one who brought up the notion of breaking-up. At that time, Emily threw a fit of epic proportions for a few days, but he was adamant in his decision to not have anything to do with her anymore.
As soon as they entered the house, the iron gate to the villa opened and a black Bentley drove in.
Jacob skillfully parked the car.
After he got down, he pulled open the door to the passenger's side to reveal a man sitting with his legs crossed, his head slightly lowered as if in contemplation over something or another.
"Mr. Clinton." Jacob coughed and called out carefully, "You've just returned from M Country. You must be very tired. If you don't want to attend Miss Wood's birthday party, how about I send the gift in your stead?"
Paul came bac
