Mason Nightshade, wait for me, wait for me... I'll bring you back.
At dawn the next day, troops began to gather at the main building. Adrian Cooper's face was grim and his gaze deep. His brows knitted into a knot as he watched the soldiers getting into the vehicles without saying a word.
Rocco Cooper approached, his expression similarly unpleasant, "Mr. President, we're setting off."
Adrian Cooper nodded.
After a moment of silence, Adrian Cooper said, "Bring him back, you must bring him back to me."
"Yes!" Rocco Cooper saluted, his eyes slightly reddened.
Military vehicles drove out of the presidential residence one by one.
Adrian Cooper saw the servant responsible for attending to Aurelia pacing anxiously. His brows furrowed.
"Aren't you supposed to be in the side building at this time? Why are you here?" Adrian Cooper walked over to ask.
The servant's face turned pale with fright, her head lowered, not daring to look at Adrian Cooper, "Mr. President."
