Runaway Wife: Please, Have Another Baby!
Chapter 593 - 594 Strong

Chapter 593: Chapter 594 Strong

"Sir!" Will approached him from behind, "If Miss Gan really has something she can’t disclose, what you’re doing will only make it harder for her. In my opinion, Moses wouldn’t hurt her, so let’s leave this place first and then figure out a plan."

Frowning as he gazed out the window at the increasingly distant castle, Huangfu Jue pressed his lips tightly together and remained silent.

He understood this logic, but how could he be at ease leaving her alone to deal with Moses?

Moses!

Thinking of the bullet that had whizzed past him, the fingers of Huangfu Jue’s hand that was hanging by his side slowly clenched.

"From now on, I want to know every move Moses makes!"

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The sound of the airplane’s engines drifted further away, and silence settled back over the castle.

Gan Yuan stood by the window, watching the airplane grow distant through the slats of the blinds and let out a soft sigh.

Footsteps echoed from outside the door, and she immediately turned around, walked over to the sofa on one side, and casually picked up a magazine from the table to flip through.

Someone knocked on the door.

Gan Yuan put down the magazine in her hands.

"Come in!"

The door opened, and Moses stepped inside. Gan Yuan lowered her eyes to continue looking at the magazine as the man moved to her side. After a few seconds of hesitation, he finally lifted his hand and gently pulled her head into his chest.

"If you feel sad, you can cry," he said, his voice as gently soothing as always.

That gesture was clearly meant to comfort her.

Was he actually comforting her?

Gan Yuan sighed inwardly.

After a moment, Moses gently let go of her and stepped back two paces to sit on the sofa opposite her.

"Come to think of it, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you really cry," he mused.

Gan Yuan stared at the magazine, "There’s nothing worth crying over."

"That’s true," Moses nodded slightly, "You’ve always been stronger than I imagined."

Gan Yuan flipped another page back in her magazine, "Is there anything else?"

She didn’t want to dwell on this subject for too long. This man knew her too well; a single slip, and she might give herself away.

"As a matter of fact," Moses’s tone became serious, "I have another task for you."

Gan Yuan looked up, "Who is it?"

The tasks he wanted her to do were nothing more than assassinations.

"You should know that this year is the F Country presidential election," he said.

Gan Yuan narrowed her eyes slightly, "The President again?"

"No, this time it’s not about killing," Moses said, his lips curling into a slight smile, "I want you to run for election."

Run for election? President!

Gan Yuan was agitated, barely believing what she had heard.

"I’m not insane," Moses said, noting her thoughts, his expression extremely calm, "Originally, I was prepared to wait another four years, but now there’s no time. So, we start early."

His tone did not sound joking at all, and such a matter was not something he would joke about.

Yet Gan Yuan couldn’t understand—if he truly desired power, he was more than qualified to take on the task himself. Why would it be her?

"I don’t understand."

"You are a citizen of F Country and more suitable than me," Moses leaned back in his chair, "I have already communicated with the leaders of the ****** in F Country, and they will nominate you as their party’s representative to participate in the presidential election and will support your candidacy. Of course, in return, once you take office, you’ll need to do more for their party."

Placing the magazine on the table, Gan Yuan turned serious and looked at Moses, "I don’t know why you’re doing this, but I think this time, I’m going to disappoint you."