The remaining bodyguards saw this and wanted to rush forward as a group. Enrico flicked the ash off his cigarette, lifted his foot slowly, and stepped on the head of a bodyguard on the ground. His eyes looked arrogantly and coldly across the room.
“…”
The bodyguards could only stop.
“You guys step back.” Kevin stopped, covering his stomach, which was in severe pain, and told his bodyguards to step back.
He looked at Enrico and his face turned cold, “Mr. Gustin, this is my territory, shouldn’t you give me some face?”
“You lost face yourself,”
Enrico said coldly, stepping on the bodyguard’s head, “finding a kid to spy on me, you really thought of that.”
If this were in The Capital, he would have already had Kevin drowned.
“What?” Kevin froze.
“Take your people and get out of the hospital, and don’t let that kid bother me again.”
Enrico lowered his head and bit into his cigarette before withdrawing his foot.
He was going to wait in the hospital for Olivia to give him an answer.
“What do you mean?” Kevin’s face suddenly changed, and for a moment, he couldn’t even think about his stomachache as he asked anxiously, ‘Gabriel isn’t by your side anymore?’
Sure enough, he was his little spy, and he even knew his name.
Enrico snorted coldly, “He didn’t look for you? Then he’s lost.”
Did the little spy return to the hotel?
It didn’t matter if he went back, he wasn’t going back anyway.
…
The Capital.
As night fell, the celebration officially began.
The entire Holy See Hotel was booked, and celebrities from all walks of life gathered, making the entire banquet unprecedented.
The hotel specially arranged the largest venue, with seats divided into seven or eight areas.
The plutocrats and the Wind Islanders each occupied the outermost camps, far apart from each other, and things were considered to be going well.
The Wind Islanders were very happy, and before the banquet began they all removed their shackles. Some people’s shackles had already grown together with their flesh, and they were bloody when they were removed, but even so, they were happy at the moment.
It is worth celebrating a new life.
Compared to the revelry and singing of the Wind Island camp, the Zaibao area clearly showed a kind of low pressure, only smiling fake smiles when the camera swept over.
Political celebrities, mainstream media, and selected members of the public all gathered here.
Suddenly, the lights in the conference hall changed dramatically, signaling the arrival of important figures.
“The president and his wife are here…” The sound system reverberated with the sound that shook the entire venue.
Upon hearing this, everyone stood up from their seats. They saw Rafael, in a sharp suit, holding Carrie’s hand, who was wearing a navy blue evening dress with sequins, appear in the distance at the main entrance as the guards made way.
“Clap, clap, clap…”
The entire audience burst into applause.
Among the crowd, someone suddenly held up a sign high in the air. It was a CP fan of the two.
The two held their hands together, looking very affectionate in front of the camera. Even the arc of their smiles to the crowd was exactly the same, full of the look of a married couple, making the CP fans scream.
“The first time I became president by relying on my popularity,” Rafael said helplessly as he looked at the light boards.
Ever since he and Carrie had agreed to get married, he had felt like a celebrity being chased.
“Then what did you rely on last time?” Carrie asked in a low voice, holding his hand with one hand while smiling and waving at the crowd with the other.
“Enrico’s money.” Rafael tugged at the corner of his mouth, his smile stiff.
“Very good,” Carrie laughed.
“…”
Rafael felt insulted, and squeezed her hand harder, saying in a low voice, ‘Although it depends on these external things, not just anyone can sit in the position of president. It’s a hot position, and there’s more than you can imagine to weigh up.’
These people can only help with the general election. When it comes to actually running a country, it requires him to give his all.
“Oh,” Carrie nodded in understanding, looking up at the seating area.
Paige hadn’t arrived yet, which she was a little disappointed about.
“…”
Rafael didn’t want to chat anymore.
The two sat down in their designated seats, and the crowd applauded before sitting down.
The door opened again.
Paige led the Temple in Heaven team into the room. She was still dressed in the same outfit as during the day, with her glasses dangling from a chain, looking elegant and charming.
When she saw Paige appear, Carrie looked at Nick and the others behind her with a little envy, envying the fact that they could enter the room as Temple in Heaven subordinates.
Thinking this, Carrie simply stood up from her seat and bowed lowly and respectfully towards Paige from afar.
The people in the Wind Island area stood up and applauded loudly.
“What are you doing?” Rafael sat down in his seat and took her hand, ‘You are now the First Lady, there is no need to stand up to greet a businessman on the surface.’
This is a big gift.
“Then you join me and show your approachability.” Carrie’s beautiful eyes glanced at him, and she held his hand with her other hand, making Rafael stand up from his seat.
“…”
Rafael froze, he had already stood up, so it was naturally not good to sit back down.
This is great, the president and the First Lady are both standing up, how dare anyone else not stand?
The plutocrats could only hold back their anger and follow suit, standing up with clenched faces and applauding in welcome.
They knew that in the future, in Country A, in addition to the two kings, Enrico and Rafael, there would be another one, Paige.
The entire audience stood up to welcome Paige.
Paige was stunned at first, but then calmly and composedly walked to her seat. She went over to the Wind Island area first and spoke with Alfredo and Bastion for a while before returning to her seat.
The main hall was divided into three large areas. In the middle was a large, gorgeously decorated stage, with the audience seating on one side and the banquet area on the other. Food and wine were all prepared, and everyone was free to walk around, celebrate, and have fun without being bound by rules or class differences.
It had to be said that this arrangement was very thoughtful.
On the stage, the stars were performing to warm up the crowd.
After watching for a while, Paige was dragged by Cynthia and Carrie from the Peak Club to play mahjong.
The mahjong table was placed in the small hall next to it, away from the hustle and bustle of the venue.
Members of the Peak Club arrived one after the other, and Nick sat opposite Paige. The four of them played mahjong, while the rest of the people stood around, talking about the changes at Temple in Heaven over the past few days. There was non-stop laughter, and it was even more fun than outside.
Paige had never played mahjong before, and it took her a few rounds to figure out the rules, and then she started winning all the time.
“Sister Paige…” Cynthia complained first, ‘With the way you play, no one here can afford to lose except the First Lady.’
She wins all the time.
What is her strategy?
“…”
Carrie was silent.
To ensure that the information did not leak out, apart from Nick and Sister Paige, no one else in the Peak Club knew that she and Rafael were in a fake marriage, and they only thought that they were in a true love flash marriage.
“Yes, yes, Paige, you can even win at mahjong! It’s so unfair,” said Derrick, who was standing nearby and also joined in the commotion.
Nick adjusted his glasses and transferred another sum of money to Paige’s phone. Looking at the number, he said, ‘I’m used to it.’
This group of people has always been hit by Paige like this.
Seeing how they were doing, Paige got up and said, “Okay, I’ll let you play while I go get you some juice.”