Los Angeles.

Kathleen was carefully signing some documents, when there was a knock at the door. She raised her head to see her secretary usher someone in.

Arching her brow, she watched a handsome and yet confident looking young man walk in

"President, he refused to stay outside, while I announce his presence." Her secretary hurriedly explained.

"Who are you?" She turned to question the young man, who was comfortably seated on the chair in front of her.

"That doesn't matter. I'm here to strike a deal with you. Are you interested?" His voice was a bit distant.

For a moment, Kathleen thought it was one of her stalkers, but...