Nick Jonah walked in front of Callan Handerson and pushed the door of the president's office open.
“Good morning, president.”
Savannah Lea, while dressed in professional attire, was graceful and pretty like a Yulan flower. She folded her hands and smiled at Callan.
Callan stood still as if he had been struck by lighting. His veins throbbed as blood rushed up, however, he was overjoyed inside. He looked at Savannah with uncertainty. "Why... why are you here?"
Savannah smiled lightly as she walked up to Callan. She reached out to put her hand on his collar and took off the jacket for him. "Is it strange that I'm here? Didn't you say that you want me to come back and be your private secretary? President, have you found someone else? Well, I didn't really know about the situation
