Chapter 128

When Sarah arrived at the Central Tower with Kingsley, it was already afternoon. Their car smoothly passed through the heavily guarded gate, and Sarah couldn’t help but reflect on her last visit when she hadn’t been allowed entry. This time, however, she felt a profound respect from everyone outside as she sat in this status-symbolizing vehicle; no one dared to stop them. Inside the Central Tower, a meeting was underway. Ever since Trump had fallen ill, his faction had been engulfed in apprehension. His influence far surpassed the ambitions of his followers; he was the very soul of the faction, providing spiritual support to all. With his decline, the entire group had deflated, and even the current President struggled to lift their spirits. "Philip has been thriving recently; we are doing nothing. Isn’t this a clear path for him to gain power?" one member voiced. "We can’t avoid the spotlight now. Philip’s proposals are all feasible and beneficial to the public. If we suppress him, the