power. She wore a tasteful Chanel suit, her hair pulled back in a severe, elegant
n like Senator Kris Langley, a formal request would be
e had admired her work, singling her out as his most promising student. It w
is office. The brass plaque on the door read: Senator Kristopher
dressed, greeted her. He wore gold-rimmed glass
ey's office. Do you have an a
a former student of the Senator's. I need
he man's eyes, but his expression remained neutral. "Ms. Moran
er. Elenor knew that to get to t
's truly urgent
but remained standing himself, a subtle power move
all day. His schedule is completely f
any time he has free. T
schedule is booked for the next week. After
s clear: You w
n't just a busy schedule. Fos
rds on the table. "I am in the process of divo
angley's political rival
that is a private family matter. The Senator's office canno
ivate' and 'family,' drawin
till 'the Barron daughter-in-law.' A hot potato. Between her and the powe
ofessor and student. It was worthless
"I understand. Thank you f
gue. Her decisiveness
was neatly swept back, his features strong and refined, and his perfectly tailored suit emphasized the quiet confidence of a man accustomed t
ooked at Elenor, his expression a complex mix of
eart skipp
id, please escort Ms. Moran out. Ensure her safety." Then, he gave El
d her plea. And he
t a profound chill. She finally understood. To make men at the top break their rules for you, you coul
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