Isle Club [Private Room.]
"You should know that I'm too old for clubs." Charlotte sneered as she sat down opposite the man who had been nagging to meet her.
"That's why I reserve a private room," Logan said with a smile.
Charlotte crossed her legs and went straight to the point. "What do you want?"
"To become the next president of this great country," Logan said with a charming smile. Although he was forty-eight years old, his handsome face and body build were able to make one think he was younger. The first time he met Charlotte, he thought she would be into him but ended up surprised when she mocked him and told him that he was not at her level. This made him wonder how that dead Antonio was able to make such a woman fall for him.
"And here I was thinking you had something important to tell me. I'm a busy woman, Logan; I don't have time to waste on your nonsense. Do I look like a politician to you?" Charlotte said with a mocking smirk.
