C11- His Grit

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PRESIDENT's Didn't she even recognize me? Even a little? That's strange. She didn't remember me? I'm sure it was her that I had one night stand with at the hotel 3 years ago, twice. "Are you okay, President?" Carl asked while he is driving in front, and glancing to my direction at the passenger's seat. "I'm good. Stop asking me. Give me her calling card," I demanded in deadpan. He immediately handed to me the calling card she gave, and I saved her number on my phone. And because I'm mad at her, I named her 'Stupid Girl'. I gritted my teeth just recalling the past between her and me. How come she forgot about it already? And, I still do remember it? Didn't she even wonder who was the guy she had one night stand with? Or, she have had done it to a lot of men already that's why she

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