Mandy reached the typewriter of her laptop. She typed another keyword: Bill Grande. To her surprise, a picture of a handsome young bachelor met her eyes. Instantly, her eyes were fixed on his face. Way too handsome for a murderer's son, she thought and let out a sigh.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!
If only this man is not his son, he could have been my dream man, she thought. Hahaha! Poor Mandy. Her own mind mocked her. Do you lack men that you desire even the enemy's son? Can't you find a man yourself? But seriously, this man is perfect, not to mention that he's smart, rich and powerful. He occupies the highest position in this country now being the President. At such a young age? He is just a few years older than me, she calculated. If I'm not mistaken, he's just 3-5 years older. How
