My One-Night Stand Turned Out To Be Mr. President?

felt a revelat

morning that Kaelyn had r

yn as his savior because of a pearl earri

rrings during her encounter with the President last night. Yet, this

As Kaelyn's close friend, she knew Kaelyn's t

uld it be that she was the one

er from being drugged and even bandaged his injury las

yn had claimed the

fle that morning, she had felt a sharp pain in her ear.

were beneat

t once she explained the situa

h excitement, she dashed towards him, exclaim

yesterday, would he repay her by postponing

oticed she had been watching him, and now, it seemed she wanted to em

he blurted

tempt in his eyes was impossible to miss. But why? What had s

rt of misunderstanding here, Mr. P

ahead. I'll give you a chance.

was the President often seen on TV, felt a jolt of shock

ced me, pushed me to bribe a judge, and ur

ng up what had happened the night before, but with the c

on dispelling the allegations Brent had just made. It appeared Cai

the brooch attach

conversation with Brent. Mr. President, Judge Clarke, please go ahead and

ght of Jemma using such a stra

o snatch the recorder, but

"With the weather so warm, why so covered up? Y

.

Judge Clarke, that voice isn't mine. She must have edited that recording to fram

etorted, "You're delusional. Framin

Martin, you sounded quite dignified in the reco

es was unreadable, revealing