"The exhaust is terrible!"
"Who on earth is that, speeding around here this late at night!"
Melody Monroe watched the black luxury car, her brow furrowed tightly. "No matter who it is, they're completely obnoxious."
Inside the car, Tommy was gripping the grab handle tightly.
'President Fairchild, you're speeding! You're speeding!'
'President Fairchild, can I please get out?'
'President Fairchild is furious! But why am I the one being put through this mental anguish?!'
...
Jasper Rockwell had just finished his shower and was walking out of the bathroom, a bathrobe draped over his shoulders.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.
'So late? Who would be looking for me now?'
He pulled open the door to find Evan Fairchild standing before him, his face dark and grim. Jasper sucked in a sharp breath, his heart practically leaping out of his chest in fright!
