I'm Not Gentle Nor Considerate

Nolan's heart almost pop out through his throat, his hand shook fearfully that the phone almost fall off his hand.

"Oh! It's not Broderick Alessandro," he said, "the sport car I saw just now was like that of Broderick Alessandro."

Nolan heaved a sigh of relief and hung the call up, it was at this time that the door opened.

He was stunned to see a strange man standing before him.

"Hey," Nolan greeted. He expected that this man standing before him would recognize him as the president of the country.

Afterall, everyone in NorthHill had already seen the pictures of the president.

"Hi," Wayne greeted, pretending not to recognize Nolan.

"Don't you have an idea who I am?" Nolan asked.

"Not at all, I'm Wayne, the bodyguard to miss. Amy, can I ask what you want here?" Wayne asked.

"Well..." Nolan wondered if he should reveal himself as the president to him but considering the fact that there was no tight security in place, he thought it wise not to reveal his real identity.

"Inform Amy t