The President had given specific orders to ensure his protection, how could the mayor dare to be careless?
"Mr. Smith is here!"
Someone whispered the announcement, and the reporters immediately swarmed in, surrounding Marquis Smith's car.
The bodyguard opened the car door, and Marquis Smith emerged from the vehicle, with countless microphones immediately thrust in front of him.
"Marquis Smith, what do you think about today's election?"
"Do you believe that your daughter will win?"
...
"Of course!" Marquis Smith smiled, looking around at everyone, "My daughter is the best; I believe she will certainly be the last winner."
Reporters were eager to take pictures of Annie, but even as the car drove away, they had not seen a glimpse of her.
"Miss Annie didn't come with you?"
"She's got some stuff to take care of, so she'll be a bit late."
Beep!
Not far away, the sound of a car horn echoed, followed by a procession of luxury vehicles entering the venue.
