"Mr. President? Is it Mr. President?" The President suddenly appeared in front of them, and the wounded survivors in the tent were so excited that their eyes were full of tears. "Mr. President, thank you for coming over to comfort everyone."
"Mr. President, thank you for personally taking charge of the emergency and relief work, and working so efficiently that many lives were saved."
"Mr. President, you are really a good President. We have never seen a President like you that would work with us."
When Mr. President arrived, everyone was stunned.
Mr. President only wanted to speak to Karen Joy Kyle, but he ended up having to check up on the survivors too.
Karen Joy stood aside and she was ignored. Earlier, everyone was so nice to her as she took care of them very lovingly. However, it seemed that they valued their Mr. President more.
As she knew that she was being sidelined, Karen Joy secretly gave Nathaniel Cooper a fierce look and walked out of the tent.
Why were they looking at him that way? She was much more attractive and cuter than their Mr. President. However, as soon as he came, everyone ignored her.
She was not jealous of the survivors, but of her Brother Lionel instead. In his mind, his country was always more important than her.
Although he was shaking hands and speaking with the survivors, Nathaniel could only see Karen Joy in his eyes. He noticed every little action she did.
After she left, he went out shortly too, but he didn't see the little girl.
"Where?" He asked his two bodyguards who were guarding at the door. But when the two bodyguards heard his question, their eyes looked confused.
Where?
There was a loophole in Mr. President's question.
"What was he asking about? Was he looking for something or someone?"
Mr. President asked this question, but they didn't know who or what he was referring to. How would they know what he was asking about?
As he saw how confused his guards looked, Nathaniel only had one thought in his mind. He decided not to entrust personal matters on his bodyguards anymore as they clearly did not care much.
"Poof..."
When Nathaniel looked around, he heard a crisp sneer from the side. He looked up and saw that the girl was standing aside and laughing at him.
He walked up to her and asked, "What's wrong? Are you not angry anymore?"
"Hmph..." She didn't even look at him and ignored him. She turned around and looked very arrogantly.
"Little girl, come with me," he spoke and walked in front of her.
After a few steps, the little girl stood still and did not move. It seemed that she was still upset with him.
He turned back and repeated, "Little girl, come with me."
She ignored him, but he was very patient and waited for her. He made her angry today and hurt her feelings. He wouldn't mind this little silent treatment from her.
"Who are you calling, little girl?" If he didn't call her name, she would not go with him... But, his footsteps were almost out of her control, and she really wanted to go with him. "You're young and little, if you're not a little girl then who is?" He looked at her carefully. Her clothes were stained and her face was dirty, which further accentuated her big, bright eyes. He couldn't help but hold her hand and said, "Follow me."
And she followed him.
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