The President's Darling
With a sweet smile, she said, "Summer, don't give up. I found someone who can help you."
"You found someone to help me?" Summer was in disbelief. Who else could help her at this time?
Well, she could count her lucky stars.
Susanne gave her a look, asking her to turn around. Summer turned and saw Yolanda.
"Yolanda! What brings you here?" Summer blurted, surprised.
Yolanda, with her wavy hair, was strikingly beautiful and exuded a voluptuous charm in her low-cut red cocktail dress.
She looked rather different from half a month ago. Now, she exuded less of the girl-next-door vibe and leaned toward fiery and sexy. Maybe it was because her marriage might soon be on the way.
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