In the director’s office, the atmosphere was solemn. The man behind the desk wore a black suit, and his silver-white hair shone like snow in the sunlight. His gentle smile and wise demeanor made him seem fearless in times of danger.
However, it had been some time since they last met, and Mr. President seemed to have aged more than ten years.
His hair had turned completely white.
Leon stood beside him with his eldest son Hayden while Emily stood on his left side. The beautiful First Lady glared at Cheyenne with eyes full of anger.
It was Bianca Davidson.
When Cheyenne found out that her mother Selah had gone missing due to this woman’s orders, she naturally didn’t show her any respect when she saw this venomous woman again.
“Mr. Harrison, what do you want from me?”
Abel smiled lightly and stood up to greet her. “Congratulations on your recent childbirth, Cheyenne.”
“Thanks. Straightforward people don’t beat around the bush. I assume Mr. President didn’t invite me here just for a friendly chat,” Cheyenne said, showing no signs of fear in front of him. She calmly sat down in a chair and poured herself a cup of tea.
Just as she was about to sip it, Kelvin snatched the teacup from her hand. “No, this tea is already cold.”
“Fine.”
The woman’s clear eyes showed a hint of frustration as she glanced at Kelvin standing beside her. How did he suddenly become like an overly cautious old lady, rambling on and being overly careful?
Although it was just a small gesture, it revealed a deep affection and care. The seemingly affectionate display made Emily envious and jealous.
Why?
What’s so special about that wretched Cheyenne that makes so many people willingly gather around her?
Everyone’s attention was focused on the President and Cheyenne, and no one noticed Emily’s expression.
Abel laughed heartily, then got straight to business. “My dear niece, Onistead is facing unprecedented disaster similar to twenty-three years ago.”
“In our country, only ‘the Edwards family’ has secret knowledge that can save our people; therefore I am inviting you on behalf of both ‘the Harrison family’ and myself as president sincerely asking for your help.”
So that was why they wanted her there, to solve an epidemic crisis.
Cheyenne fell into deep contemplation after hearing Abel’s request because while walking through corridors earlier, all she saw were innocent people suffering from illness, including children under four years old, crying out loud in pain, which made her even more depressed especially now that she became a mother herself recently.
Before she could respond, two voices spoke in unison in the office.
“No way.”
“No way.”
Kelvin turned around to see a tall figure in white approaching the office entrance-it was his father-in-law, Channing.
Channing walked towards them with an air of arrogance, his gaze icy and cold. “Chulae is ruled by your Harrison family. What does it have to do with my Cheyenne?”
“Twenty-three years ago, Selah sacrificed herself for your grand ambitions. And now, twenty-three years later, you dare not persecute my daughter again,” Channing said, his voice filled with anger. “Moreover, she is still in her postpartum recovery, weak and vulnerable. How can you expect her to deal with these troublesome matters? Isn’t that asking for her death?”
Faced with Channing’s accusation, Abel’s face turned red with shame. He couldn’t bear to look at him. He was also surprised by Selah’s death.
A muffled sound echoed.
It turned out that Abel had dropped to his knees, once again pleading, “Channing, I know I have wronged you, and I have wronged the Edwards family. But now the people of the city are facing danger, and I have no other options.”
“I, as the President, am incompetent. I promise you that once Cheyenne resolves this virus crisis, I will step down myself.”
His kneeling stunned everyone in the office. Bianca gritted her teeth, watching the scene unfold and feeling that her face had been completely lost.
Are there not enough doctors in the world? Must it be Cheyenne who is capable?
“What use is your resignation? I absolutely won’t allow you to mistreat my daughter’s life like this!” Channing exclaimed.
“I promise you.”
“Cheyenne!”
The concerned gazes of the two men deeply moved Cheyenne, but she was serious.
Abel’s joy was evident as he looked outside the window. “Is what you said true?”
“Yes, but I have three conditions,” Cheyenne replied.
“Don’t just say three, even if it’s thirty, I promise, as long as you’re willing to step forward and save the people,” Abel eagerly responded.
Cheyenne’s lips curled with coldness, and her gaze fixed on the guilty Bianca. Her red lips parted as she spoke, “First, I want you to thoroughly investigate my mother’s death. She did not die from childbirth complications; she was poisoned.”
The world knows who the culprit is, and Abel keeps saying he’s sorry to Selah while covering up for his own bed companion.
Cheyenne had no patience for such hypocritical guilt. What she wanted to do was force Abel to make a choice: to save the world or to save his bed companion.
“Second, I want you to reinstate Wind Hall’s position in the cabinet.”
“Thirdly, regarding the research on the illness, no one is allowed to interfere. I will handle it myself,” Cheyenne declared.
Emily immediately stood up and protested, her chin trembling with anger. “Cheyenne, you’re going too far. Your mother has been dead for so many years, how can you investigate?”
“And Wind Hall was removed from the cabinet by a decision of the council. How could my godfather agree to such a big issue?”
“I agree!”
An old voice came from the door – it was Kyson.
“I also agree,” said Leandro with Eddie and his apprentice Mason in tow.
As both the Owen family and the Zamora family agreed to this matter as leaders of the cabinet, even those who opposed had no choice but to accept it as fact.
Emily clenched her fists tightly and bit her lip hard; Cheyenne had only just arrived in Onistead – why did she have support from two major hall masters?
Abel hesitated for a moment before nodding dejectedly; he knew that this meant that the Davidson family would be completely uprooted.
“Godfather!”
Did he realize that this meant the Davidson family would be uprooted entirely?
‘As a son-in-law of the Davidson family and husband of her auntie, could he really be so heartless?’ Emily thought.
“It’s karma. Twenty-three years ago I wronged the Edwards family; now it’s time for me to pay back what I owe them. Emily, there’s no need for you to say anymore.”
The atmosphere inside the hospital room became heavy.
Kelvin sat with his arms crossed on a chair while looking at books with an icy demeanor.
Cheyenne knew he was angry so she stuck out her tongue before bravely hugging him from behind.
“I have reasons for doing this too; you saw those people yourself – they’re all innocent.”
“Cheyenne! You don’t have any heart!”
She could see those innocent people suffering but couldn’t see Kelvin suffering?
After narrowly escaping death once again and reuniting their family together finally after all these years… now she had put herself in danger once more.
What would happen if something happened again? What about him or their child?