Harrison said evasively, "Ms.Feroma, don't worry, we will save Uncle Lincoln, you take good
care of yourself."
"Where's Daemon? Put him on the phone." Derila was very anxious, she had been
locked up in the dungeon for so long, she knew very well what kind of inhuman torture
she would be subjected to there.
The president's wife didn't dare to touch her in the first place, but not necessarily to
Uncle Lincoln.
"Sir is on the phone with the president." Harrison covered the microphone with her hand
and said in a low voice, "He is very badly injured and weak, he will get back to you when
he finishes the call."
With these words, Derila couldn't bear to pursue the matter any further, she could
only say, "Alright, then I'll wait for his call."
After a pause, she added, "Harrison, my aunt is gone and I am now left with only one family
member, Uncle Lincoln, I can't let anything happen to him."
"I know, Ms.Feroma." Harrison replied respectfully.
Hanging up the phone, Harrison looked through the hidden door of the room, looking at the
study, Daemon was bracing his weak body to talk on the phone, he couldn't help but
sigh.
As William said, the situation was originally in their favor.
Daemon had completely pulled back the game, but now that Uncle Lincoln had fallen
into the hands of the president, it not only gave the president a chance to gain
sympathy, but also gave him a bottom card.
Moreover, Charles had been shot in order to save Uncle Lincoln and was still lying in
hospital.
The current situation was very unfavourable to them.
The attendant hurriedly came over and whispered to Harrison, "Sir's wound is bleeding."
Harrison hurried back to the study.
"Don't you find it boring to talk so much nonsense in a roundabout way?"
Daemon leaned back in his seat and talked on the phone, although he was weak, the
domineering aura between his eyebrows had not diminished in the slightest.
Harrison saw that the wound on his shoulder was bleeding, probably caused by the
emotion he had just felt and smashed his fist on the table.
Harrison hurriedly took the medical kit and went forward to stop the bleeding for him.
But when Daemon frowned, Harrison didn't dare to get close again.
"Just say it straight, what do you want."
Daemon no longer had the patience to maneuver with the president, that dog thief, who
had only been shot under his collarbone and hadn't touched his heart at all, had
announced to the public that his life was in danger and was being given first aid.
It made the public think how miserable he was.
His wife and daughter were kidnapped and he was shot.
So he took the opportunity to steer public opinion to the outside world, saying that it was
Daemon, a wolf and ambitious guy who wanted to seek the presidency, that had
caused all this.
What hypocrisy and shamelessness.
"Daemon, to be honest, there is no talent like you to be found in the entire Erihal.
Losing you is not only a loss to the Erihal, but also a loss to me.
We both kill each other, why bother, otherwise get back together, in the future you
continue to take care of your Lierger's and I continue to be my president, why not?"
The president smiled as he said these words, clearly wanting to make peace.
He knew very well that it was impossible to make Daemon bow down with an Uncle
Lincoln, and that there might be a silver lining in begging for peace.
"You have caused so much trouble and now you come to beg for peace?" Daemon
sneered mockingly, "On what basis?"
"I know you have anger in your heart, you can just ask for any conditions." The
president said kindly, "As long as there is a truce, anything is fine."
In his land, even though he had now captured Uncle Lincoln, the situation still favoured
Daemon.
There was no way that a mere Uncle Lincoln could make Daemon give up the fight.
After all, the couple had already done things to death before.
Someone like Daemon, who was bound to retaliate for his flaws, would not be able to
stop there.
"Seeking peace is fine, you publicly admit your crimes, then apologise and abdicate and
accept the law, otherwise all talks are forgiven!" Daemon was nonchalant.
"Daemon, you're not going to negotiate like this?" The president's face instantly
darkened, "I've already checked, this Uncle Lincoln is your fiancée's righteous father,
her righteous mother is dead, if something happens even to him, will that lovely fiancée
of yours still forgive you?"
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