From his luxury limousine, Caleb still watched some reporters huddled in his car until his eyes landed upon the knees and smooth thighs of an angel sitting in front of him holding a glass of Champagne.
"You are a fucking good actor Caleb," Rose said, who sat next to him. Rose drank Champagne and raises her glass toward Caleb. Caleb returned with a slightly wicked grin.
"We have to raise Mars's image to turn things around. I can't wait to see him come back and conquer this city more elegantly," Caleb replied. Caleb replied, raising an eyebrow. Rose smirked and looked outside.
"Then when are you going to build the hospital?" Rose asked in a lower tone while staring at the outside view.
"This week. And after Mars is out of prison, he will announce it officially." Rose snorted softly and looked back at Caleb.
"Are you sure he will be sentenced to only six months?"
