William said solemnly –
"War is cruel, and the losing side represents not only the individual, but the lives of
everyone around him.
Why else do you think Donald asked you for peace at a critical moment? He just knows
this very well!
I know that your aunt's death has hit you hard, but you have to understand that in this
kind of big picture, the life and death of an individual is insignificant, otherwise, more
people would have died."
"You mean…" Derila finally understood, "even if Daemon sacrifices Uncle Lincoln
for the greater good, it's still deserved?"
"I'm sorry, I know you must be angry to say that, but that's the way it is." William said
softly, "You must not do anything more at a time like this, just stay in S Nation to
recuperate and wait quietly for news."
"Understood." Derila didn't know what to say anymore, just lowered her head in
frustration.
"Derila, you must listen to me this time, don't be impulsive, otherwise it will really
backfire." William reminded again, "I won't disturb your rest, good night!"
Derila held her phone, her heart was very confused.
"Derila, Prince William seems to have some truth to his words this time." Anthony
advised softly, "You'd better not think too much about it, just take care of your injuries."
"Mm." Derila didn't say anything else and took her phone and went back to her
room.
Passing by her auntie's and Uncle Lincoln's room, thinking about the happy and warm
family she used to have, she was very sad in her heart, if she hadn't met Daemon, if
she hadn't been with him, maybe nothing would have happened.
Auntie Layla and Uncle Lincoln would never have happened at all.
….
Daemon sneezed twice in a row and rubbed his nose, suspecting it was Derila
scolding him.
But come to think of it, if she could get out of it by scolding him, he was willing to be
scolded by her.
He leaned back on the sofa and looked out at the snowy landscape thinking of
Derila.
He wondered when this war would end. He missed her and wanted to see her sooner.
Time passed slowly in the thoughts of each other.
Seven days had passed in the blink of an eye.
Derila's body had recovered, and she looked at her phone every day, waiting for
Daemon's call, but he hadn't been in touch with her.
Instead, William called her every day, calming her down and telling her about the
situation today.
Now Daemon was still at a standstill with the President to see who couldn't survive in
the end.
The public opinion on the President's blackmail continued to be dispatched, but these
days, the fact that the President had been shot had temporarily stalled the effect of
public opinion somewhat.
A section of the population started to find information about the president's previous
charity work and spread it online, variously playing up his image as a good old boy.
Coupled with photos of him being shot and resuscitated in hospital, it drew a wave of
sympathy points.
In any case, Uncle Lincoln's shot did give him a turnaround.
And those staff officers under the president were great: the president's wife had
previously publicly admitted her guilt, and with the high approval rating of Derila's,
the president's wife's guilt was basically confirmed and there was no way to clear her
name.
So now these staff officers were buying water forces to steer public opinion online,
saying that everything the president's wife did was her own personal act and had
nothing to do with the president.
They were also blaming the president's wife for everything, including bribery, in order to
make the president look like he had nothing to do with it.
And the president had previously posted videos with tears in his voice, saying that over
the years, he had been so busy working and trying to be a good president that he had
not had time for his wife and daughter, leading her to go astray and do so many wrong
things, and his daughter to have mental problems.
It was said with grief and remorse.
But at the same time, it was telling the world that this was a good president who gave
selflessly for the sake of the people and sacrificed his family for his work.
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