Mannie’s POV
I stepped out of the elevator, leaving David behind with his smug face and nosey eyes. I didn’t care that his creepy gaze was still following me. Let him look.
I held my head high and walked straight, pretending I didn’t feel the heat of eyes on my back.
But people were staring.
And worse, they were whispering.
Their words rose like a wave behind me, crashing softly but sharply into my ears.
“Oh, is she now going for the president’s best friend?”
“Tsk… she’s so wild.”
“I pity the man who’s gonna marry her… well, that’s if anyone even wants a woman with eight kids.”
I bit down hard on my bottom lip, willing my legs to keep moving.
“I bet down there is so wide, it’s like a tire hole,” someone muttered with a sneer.
Laughter followed.
My eyes flickered with anger, but
