Standing in front of the skyscraper the next morning, Jude let out a rush of air. Anxiety wrapped itself around him like a second skin and his heart sank to the pits of his stomach.
How he was going to convince the receptionist to let him in, he didn't know.
He dug his fists into his proposal files as he sat in the lobby, tapping his feet in worry. He shouldn't have bothered coming because he'd only end up wasting his time.
Getting Logan to attend to him was as tough as trying to slice through a rock with a kitchen knife.
Unfortunately, that was how rich people were wired. They didn't relate with anyone who was below their status.
With a sigh, he lowered his head, but barely a minute passed when a cold voice pierced into his thoughts. “Look who's here, best friend to the college’s po
