CHAPTER 40.
A cold sweat broke out across my forehead as I stood in the elevator. With shaky hands, I wiped it away, feeling my heart racing as I anxiously watched the numbers count down: 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1.
Taking a deep breath, I let out a heavy sigh before stepping out of the elevator. How could he send an offer for me to come back to the White House after sabotaging me? Maybe I was just a toy to be tossed upside down at night, but little did he know, I had a lot of ammunition to expose him.
With determination in my stride, I walked straight to the President's office. Nobody stopped me because they all knew I was a valuable asset to the White House, willing to do anything to get back at being with them. As I reached the oval office, my nerves intensified, causing my hands to
