Chapter 1066

Wilhelmina finally lifted her head, her eyes filled with a mix of emotions. She glanced at Jack, who looked visibly relieved, then at Emily and Quintis. Still, she remained silent, leaving everyone to wonder what she was really thinking.

Trent quickly picked up the conversation. "Great! That's wonderful! Quintis, from now on, whenever Wilhelmina visits Tarthy City, she'll stay with you. You must treat her like your own daughter!"

Quintis laughed and replied, "Absolutely. She's always welcome."

Both parents broke into hearty laughter, marking the official end of the engagement between Jack and Wilhelmina. Perhaps this was the best possible outcome. However, it wasn't certain if everyone was happy.

Tarthy City was mesmerizing under the night sky. Vivid neon lights lit up the sky, while the busy harbor bustled with ships coming and going. The scene bloomed with life and color.

Mayoral campaign teams were out in full force across the city, making their final push for victory.

Inside a hotel, Gerard and his team mingled warmly with the public, delivering a rousing speech. In less than an hour, his words drew at least ten rounds of enthusiastic applause.

Truth be told, Gerard enjoyed considerable popularity among the citizens in Tarthy City. He consistently portrayed himself as a "man of the people", a mayor who truly understood and cared about the lives of everyday citizens. Even before the election, his proposed policies touched on many aspects of daily life, earning him genuine support.

To help Gerard secure the mayoral seat, Richard had arranged a grand campaign gala at Empire Hotel, the most luxurious five-star hotel owned by the Trevell Group. The event was a huge success, with the crowd responding enthusiastically. .net

After his speech, Gerard took photos with many of his devoted supporters, capturing the excitement of the night.

When things finally quieted down,

Richard said, "Mr. Cadwallader, you must be exhausted. Why don't you have some dinner and then head up to your suite to rest? Would you like me to arrange for a few talented and lovely masseuses to help you

For help you

unwind?"

Gerard shook his head and replied, "I'm a bit tired. I'd rather go home, have dinner, and rest. It's safer that way."

At such a crucial point in the campaign, even the smallest mistake could ruin everything. He knew he had to be cautious.

Richard tried to persuade Gerard again. "Mr. Cadwallader, how can your tiny 108- square-foot apartment compare with the comfort of the room I've prepared for you here?"

Gerard responded with conviction, "No matter how grand or luxurious it is, nothing would feel as comfortable as my own humble home."

Realizing Gerard's mind was made up, Richard stopped pushing further.

After bidding Richard farewell,

Gerard drove back to his modest

apartment Ever mindful of his public

image, he had always chosen to live simply staying in a small,

unadorned home to remain close to the people.