"Oh, it's you. Want to see who's really closer to the president?"
The secretary burst into laughter. This kid must think one sentence would be enough to scare her off.
"Hey, little girl, I don't know who you are or what hidden motives you have for coming into the president's office, but let me warn you. If you think you can get the president, stop dreaming. The president isn't into young girls."
"Oh, really? So you're his type then?"
"Sharp observation. I'd suggest you leave while I'm still being nice."
"I'm waiting to leave with Joshua." Farin walked past the beautiful secretary and sat in the executive chair with audacity, smiling provocatively at the secretary.
The secretary slammed the file in her hand onto Joshua's desk, shooting a displeased glare at Farin, in contrast to the y
