"Just on your own?" Jayden Elias Kyle looked at Nathaniel Cooper with a fierce glare. "Cooper, don't be too self- righteous. Otherwise, you won't even know it, when you go down."
"Oh... Is that so?" Nathaniel turned his head and looked at Jayden, revealing a mysterious smile. Without saying another word, he turned around and left.
Nathaniel never liked to trash talk. He believed actions would speak louder than words.
For example, those people who tried to stop him from becoming the President of Country A, only a handful of them were left alive.
"Mr. President, let me tell you what you need to pay attention to in today's forum." Back in the North Palace, Secretary Hart hurriedly greeted him. He opened the documents and began to report, "The people who will attend the forum today will include Chatterton Town's..."
"There's no need." Nathaniel waved his hand to interrupt him and walked to the lounge with vigorous steps. "Call me in half an hour."
"Mr. President..." Secretary Hart broke out in a cold sweat.
Dozens of leaders from reputable countries would be joining the forum later. Why was the President just brushing over this important matter?
Recently, Mr. President had always gone out with his bodyguard, Horatio, and his driver and personal assistant, Jamie, and no one knew what he was doing.
However, no matter how important his matter was, was it more important than the country's affairs?
Maxton Hart looked at Horatio, who also came back with Nathaniel, and saw him standing still at the door, like a massive wall. He plucked up the courage to ask, "Mr. Horatio, can you tell me what Mr. President has been busy with these days?"
Before his inauguration, the President would work until very late every day. North Palace was like his home. Everyone around him knew what he was doing constantly.
Horatio was the most loyal and capable bodyguard under Nathaniel's command. He would not appear in front of the public with Nathaniel. He was the one who was responsible for Nathaniel's safety in private.
How could someone Nathaniel trust so much leak his information just like that? He gave Maxton a cold look as if to say, "Boy, just do your job. Don't poke your head on something that you're not supposed to."
Secretary Hart was scared out of his wits by Horatio's glare. He quickly stood aside and respectfully waited for their President. He didn't dare to talk anymore.
Nathaniel wasn't neglecting national affairs. He was already aware of his duty and tasks of the day and every important detail of the forum.
He had never fought any battles without preparation and confidence. How could he just rely on his secretary to help him prepare such an important forum meeting? He wouldn't only prepare just 2 hours before the forum meeting too.
Back in his lounge, Nathaniel took a bath and changed into a clean suit. As the leader of a country, it was very important for him to dress the part.
He stood in front of the tall mirror and looked at himself. He couldn't stop thinking about Karen Joy Kyle. That little girl was still the same and acted the same, just like when she was a child.
For example, she would always hug a doll when she slept. Last night, she took him like her doll and hugged him tightly. If he didn't know about her little habits, he would even think that she was deliberately seducing him.
When he thought of her, his stern and cold face appeared more gentle. That was Karen Joy's effect on him.
The golden sunlight shone onto her cozy room through the thick curtains, and the room lit up gradually.
Karen Joy, who was basking in the morning sunshine, stretched her body lazily. She touched her growling stomach, "Aunt Anne, I want to eat some toast."
In her dream, she dreamed of a beautiful spread of breakfast that included toast, croissants, eggs, ham, coffee... Each one of them could make Karen Joy drool, and she was yearning for the breakfast prepared by Aunt Anne.
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