The venue was more lively than before because voting information appeared on various television broadcasts.
One of the more official data proved that Abbott's approval rate still maintained the lead.
It's not far away from the announcement of the final results at ten o'clock, and unless the remaining votes are other people's, that's the result.
She went to get a glass of champagne, turned around, and saw Albert sitting at the window looking at her.
As a newly widowed man, there is nothing wrong with him sitting alone at the window and being quiet.
Everyone is sensible enough to disturb his tranquility, and they also understand that he is a person who has the overall situation in mind.
The temporary silence does not mean that he has been so sad that he has lost his judgment and ability to work.
Judging from the look in Albert's eyes, he probably meant her to go over, and he was even more sure when he crossed his fingers behind him.
She turned around and took another glass of champagne and walked over: "Here."
"Thank you" Albert took the glass and took a sip.
The two of them stayed in front of the window, where there was a quietness that was different from other places.
After a long time, Albert raised the corners of his lips habitually, but now it looked more like a wry smile: "I'm so useless that you can't believe that I can solve everything."
"No."
She shook her head: "You are very capable, one of the most capable men I have seen.
Are my teammates capable?
But after all, they are all mortals like you."
Albert said with a bit of disdain: "Is there really a god who refuses, so don't use such nihilistic reasons to excuse it."
There will always be times when people have doubts, and memories and thoughts can obscure the original determination.
Maybe Albert was just provoking him, so she didn't answer.
Turn your head and look elsewhere, drinking in silence.
"You murderer, murderer" Suddenly there was an uproar at the door, and everyone looked out.
Barron ran out quickly.
After a while, the sound seemed to get farther away until it disappeared.
He came back again: "It's okay, it's okay.
The father who lost his daughter was too sad for a while and talked nonsense."
It turned out that this was the case, and everyone was relieved.
In fact, this kind of thing is human nature.
The daughter went crazy under the pressure.
After she died, her father also temporarily lost his mind.
This can be regarded as genetic.
Everything is going on as usual.
This is not just a party, many staff members also use their notebooks to reply to messages from everywhere and to answer messages on related websites.
Barron came over and didn't shy away from her.
He said softly: "The autopsy report is out.
The child in her belly is not yours.
The old man knows."
This is shocking news.
The child is indeed not Albert's. . .
She looked at Albert as if she understood everything.
Albert dealt with it for her.
If you kill after taking an oath, then you have broken your oath, so just do it.
Although divorce is a way out in the future, the high divorce alimony in this country is staggering.
Divorce is worse than death, and no one dares to believe it.
At such a critical moment, Albert still had extra energy to commit murder.
Hanged with stockings. . .
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Must have used professional people.
The police are not vegetarians either.
It is easy to distinguish between hanging and strangulation, but only people like Rudolf can do so without even a trace being visible.
The old man was naturally referring to Albert's father-in-law.
If he knew about it, then it would definitely not be long before all the outside reporters knew about it.
Maybe the old man didn't say it, and he also learned it from various sources.
"The autopsy report came out so early?"
Albert asked calmly, as if everything was under his control.
Barron replied: "Everyone is concerned about this matter and it has been expedited."
"Oh, where is he now?"
Albert asked again.
"I've sent him to the guest room to persuade him."
Barron also felt a headache: "He has a very bad temper."
"Of course it's big.
After all, his only daughter died, and it's just such a treasure."
Albert still said with a bit of compassion and friendship: "He can come out if he wants to, as long as he doesn't enter this venue."
"The reporters outside..."
Barron didn't know what Albert wanted to do.
"Those reporters also need some news.
It's not easy to make ends meet."
Albert drank the remaining wine in the glass in one gulp and handed it to Barron: "Please put it down for me."
Barron looked at Albert in confusion for a long time, then suddenly smiled, shook his head and left.
Just to let the reporters outside listen to the angry old man complaining and nagging, and at this juncture, Albert could not figure it out, and if it was someone else, he would avoid it.
Cheng Qianxun went to get another glass of orange juice and handed it to Albert.
"Thank you, I'm afraid I'll get drunk."
Albert took the orange juice.
"It's okay for you to drink a bottle of Xiangbing.
But at this time, it's better not to smell like alcohol and let people think that the pain of losing your wife affects your work."
She found a chair next to her and moved it to sit across from Albert. .
Maybe others can't see through it, but she has an account in her heart.
No matter what happens now, it will not change the voting results of voters.
And the more secretive it is, the more reporters will write about it with random suspicions.
Simply let them write down all the "crazy things" my father-in-law said.
The more confusing it is, the more beneficial it will be.
Barron walked in and said softly: "There seems to be a small press conference outside."
Sure enough, as soon as the old man was in the room, he went straight to the media and began to complain bitterly about his suspicions about Albert.
Albert thought for a while and said: "Let him go.
He will leave when he says he is tired.
The hotel security will not let him stay here overnight.
Find a way to get him to the place where the drinks are placed and notify the hotel to wait for him on the table."
Provide more alcohol.
He said that if you are thirsty, you can drink something to soothe your throat.
"Providing more alcohol is also to entertain reporters.
It is common sense for reporters to celebrate the success of this election."
If the complainant is drunk and crazy, it will also be a good news subject.
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Barron understood this and slightly raised the corners of his mouth: "Okay, I will go immediately."
Knowing everything in her heart, she reminded softly: "You have to be merciful and be merciful."
Albert, who had never shown an extreme expression since hearing the news of his wife's death, suddenly smiled, and his smile was more of a mockery.
Yes, it is too funny to say this at this time.
She said helplessly: "I know this is hypocritical.
There is nothing I can't do to survive.
But I don't want you to be like this."
Albert looked at her, his dark blue eyes half as deep as the sea water: "Then what do you want me to be?"
Who can you talk to about kindness, generosity, loyalty, and reliability?
Don't talk about it to people who are always intrigues and cheating, and even the person next to you will betray you.
After thinking for a long time, she smiled bitterly: "I have been thinking about what to say, but I found that no matter what I say, you may not be able to listen, so I just say what I think.
You are excellent and handsome, from the first When I see you, even though I have seen many handsome guys, I still doubt you are a heavenly being."
Albert closed his eyes, lowered his head slightly, and subconsciously concealed a deeper smile.
If you continue to speak, just say whatever you think in your heart: "A lot of things happened later, but I still don't want you to die in my hands one day.
On the night we were about to say goodbye, I told the truth, except for joining politics.
Because you are too ambitious, and if you are not given something to do, you may be able to make a huge mistake. " At this time, Albert had to cover his mouth with his hands.
At that time, his heart was really high and his self-control was so high that he even dared to rob a luxury cruise ship with thousands of people.
With some complicated emotions, she smiled and said: "But I want you to get married, start a family, and have a lot of children.
This wish is true.
Once you have a family, maybe you will calm down.
Give birth.
My children must be very smart and beautiful.
It would be a crime not to have more.
It’s a pity that I didn’t expect this result.”
Looking at Albert, she asked: "Do you hate me for this?"
Albert has stopped laughing a long time ago.
He must have sacrificed a lot in the past few years, and there is no need to force a smile on his face for anyone to see now.
He said calmly: "Don't force it on yourself.
My affairs have nothing to do with you, and this arrangement is quite good.
I'm not living a very good life."
She felt relieved and continued: "I hope you will be safe in the future, have more children, and enjoy family happiness.
I don't have any other requirements."
The two looked at each other.
Silence was better than sound at this time.
In fact, many times, people who are really familiar with each other speak very well.
You know what the other person is thinking without saying anything.
She laughed first, but Albert spoke first: "If you disappear again, will you come back?"
She shook her head: "I don't know, I really don't know.
Maybe it won't happen anymore, but I still hope that you will continue to exercise.
When I really come back one day, I will still see you now, the same you as before, Very handsome.”
Albert finally smiled, but the smile that could be seen was fleeting.
After all, he had just been widowed, and it was difficult for him to be happy under such pressure.
Barron walked in: "The reporters can almost enter."
"Oh, what time is it?"
Albert returned his attention.
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"The results will be announced in fifteen minutes," Barron replied.
"Time flies so fast, let them come in.
By the way, how is my husband-in-law?"
Albert raised his head and asked.
Barron held back his laughter: "Drunk."
"Really" Albert was a little surprised.
"Yes, he drank any cocktail and was so drunk that he was lying on the floor.
I asked someone to move a sofa for him to lie down."
Barron is also very cunning.
Sometimes he is as drunk as drinking whiskey alone. quick.
He also asked the other party to lie on the sofa and take photos for all the reporters.
It was really cool.
"It seems like it's hereditary.
The kind of daughter you have is the same kind of father.
I hope it won't be passed down to the third generation."
Albert stood up, straightened his clothes, and strode towards the screen set up at the venue.
On the seats arranged in front of the curtain.
After all the staff and the invited important guests were seated, the bodyguards and reporters entered the venue, and all the cameras were focused on Albert.
After the final commercial played on the screen, the current state senator and soon-to-be former senator walked onto the stage, holding the final results in his hands
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