The President's Vacation

Valerie walked into the apartment tiredly as she sat heavily on the couch.

Susan approached her from the inner room with a welcoming smile. “Look who we have here. The little lover girl!” Susan teased her.

With a snort, Valerie rolled her eyes. “What are you talking about, Susan? I'm not in for your jokes right now. What's for dinner? I'm freaking starving”.

“Starving? Why would you be starving after attending your malicious sister's glamorous wedding party?” Susan snapped at her.

Valerie smiled dryly. “Honestly, I wasn't comfortable at all. Especially when my boss had to pose as my boyfriend. Susan, how the hell do I show my face to him tomorrow? I feel so ashamed of myself”.

“You didn't invite him, did you? I still don't understand how he found out about your half-sister's wedding”, Susan shook his head.

Valerie bit her lips hard and winced. “I can't even remember telling him about it. What if he terminates my contract as his daughter's nanny? Oh, Susan!! I really don't want to los