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... d the rest were visibly shocked—

These were details that had not crossed their minds. They had not realized that their enemies could use the virus to frame Xinghe and bring Hwa Xia down.

“These people are too scary.” Cairn’s brows were furrowed furiously.

“Xinghe, you have to become the President.” Ali grabbed Xinghe’s hand and told her seriously, “I won’t let anything happen to you. After you become the President, no one will have the chance to harm you.”

“We wil ...

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