Chapter 23

"Why can’t I? Mama, you’re so bad to me. I want to sleep with Dad. All my classmates in kindergarten sleep with their parents.

"Is it that you don’t like Dad anymore and want to divorce him?

"Wah! I don't want Mom and Dad to get divorced. I don't want to be a kid with no parents. Sob..."

Bella sat on the ground and started to cry and yell. Wendy felt helpless at the sight.

What the hell?

James was also stunned. He did not expect her, a child only slightly older than four years old, to be so intelligent.

He pulled Wendy to stand by the window and said to her, "Look at the white van below. It has been following us all day. There must be something wrong. You'll be safe if I’m here."

"This..."

Wendy looked at James. He did not seem to be lying. She hesitated when she thought of the last time she was almost kidnapped.

While Wendy went speechless, James carried Bella in his arms and said with a laugh, “Darling, come, Daddy will help you with a shower. I’ll tuck you into bed after.”

Bella was so happy that she waved her hands and kicked her small feet around. Tears streamed down her chubby face as she laughed, "Bella will sleep together with Dad!"

At the end of the night, the three of them laid together on the big bed. Bella was sandwiched between the other two. She was hugging James' arm tightly. Saliva could be seen around her mouth as she slept soundly.

Wendy had wanted James to sleep on the sofa, but Bella ended up crying and making a scene, so they ended up like that.

It was dark after the lights were turned off.

James and Wendy both knew that the other was not asleep. They felt embarrassed sleeping on the same bed.

Wendy stole a glance at James, her heart beating like mad. She did not expect them to break one of the terms of the premarital contract that stated they should always sleep in different rooms this quickly.

"Don't worry, I'll take you to see President Murphy tomorrow. I will fulfill whatever I’ve promised you."

In the dark, James suddenly spoke.

Wendy was shocked.

James said, “I won’t let anyone bully both of you in the future. I will let you live a happy life.”

In an instant, tears of sadness and indignation, which had been suppressed for many years, burst out.

Since that tragic night five years ago, she had been living in nightmares and bending under great pressure.

There were many days and nights when she had cried herself to sleep alone. After she woke up, however, she would act like someone who was strong. She would pretend as if nothing had ever happened to her.

Men were all liars!

Wendy wiped her tears and tried to press her feelings down.

She turned her back to James and looked out of the window at the night sky.

They were silent all night and fell asleep before they knew it.

"Mama! You’re being lazy. Wake up, we’re eating noodles!”

It was already early morning when Wendy was woken up by Bella.

James had gotten up early. He even made breakfast.

Wendy looked at James’ and her daughter’s happy smiles, then at the piping hot bowls of noodles slathered with eggs in tomato sauce. Waves of emotions overwhelmed her. She felt like she was in a dream.

"Don't just stand there. Eat quickly. After we set Bella down, we still have something important to do." James urged.

Wendy was stunned. “What important things do we have to do?”

James said, sounding sure, “We’re attending the inauguration ceremony. I’ll be taking you to meet President Murphy. I said I’ll do it, so we’re doing it.”

"But we don't have an invitation. How can we get in?" Wendy frowned.

They were neither renowned doctors under the association, nor were they sons and daughters from noble families. She did not have an inkling how they would possibly obtain an invitation card. How were they supposed to go?

"Sigh. Whatever, we might as well try our luck. We’ll arrive at the venue and see if my father can take us inside.”

Wendy sighed. She finished the noodles quickly and sent Bella to school. After that, they arrived outside the venue of the inauguration.

The convention center, which would act as the venue of the ceremony, was already closed.

The parking lot at the gates was filled with luxury cars. There were brands like Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach...

Cars that were considered luxurious in the eyes of the public, such as the BMW X5 or the Mercedes Benz E-class, could only be ranked at the end here. It was a demonstration of the guests’ high caliber.

Wendy parked her Buick in the lot. The car, worth only one-tenth of a million, stood out among the luxurious cars like an ugly duckling in the middle of a flock of swans.

"I'll call my dad first, see if he can bring us in."

After getting out of the car, Wendy quickly took out her mobile phone and called Mateo.

She did not hold any hope for James and did not take James' words to heart.

James also took out his mobile phone and left his wife. He called Chelsea Olson, Secretary of the Federation of Medical Sciences.

"President, what can I do for you?"

After the call was put through, Chelsea's clear and sweet voice came. She sounded extremely respectful.

"I don't want to reveal my identity. I'll be a guest later, and you’ll accept the post in my place."

"Yes, Sir, as you command. I'll send you a diamond VIP code right away. You don't have to queue up. You can come in by scanning the code."

James said coldly, "Check if Howard Moore is with the guests. See who came with him. They’re not allowed to enter the venue."

"Of course. I will see to it right away."

On the other side of the phone, Chelsea Olson felt a surge of fear. Howard Moore had angered President Murphy. The Moore family would surely suffer the consequences of this.

At this moment, Wendy ended her call. Not only did she fail in persuading her father, but she also got a big scolding.

Mateo was a member of the organization committee, but he was only given a precious quota as he was from the Summer family, one of the families in the medical field that incidentally lived in the city where the ceremony was being held.

He was absolutely forbidden from bringing outsiders inside. If discovered, he would be in serious trouble.

The invitations were categorized into four levels—diamond, gold, platinum, and ordinary.

With the ordinary invitation, the invitee could only attend the event by themselves.

With an invitation that was platinum-level or above, the invitee could take at least two people with them.

The ceremony would officially start at ten a.m. Now it was only a little over eight in the morning, but there was already a long queue at the entrance.

At the very front of the entrance stood two rows of security guards, all clad in tidy uniforms. They were tall and broad, and their eyes were sharp. It was evident that they were not to be trifled with.

There were two new scanning security machines on both sides of the entrance. They had obviously been installed just for the occasion.

To enter, an invitee’s invitation would be checked first. Next, they would have to pass a facial identification system and pass a thorough body scan. It must be ensured that they posed no danger before they were allowed to enter.

Not only was President Murphy a Heavenly Physician, but he was also a War God of the Dragon’s Soul. He was an individual in an extremely high place. No mistakes or slip-ups were allowed!

In the queue, there were white-haired old men, beautiful women with blonde hair and blue eyes, and middle-aged, pot-bellied men.

They were either wealthy or of noble status. Clad in their luxurious and expensive clothing, they held their heads high with hordes of bodyguards standing by them.

At this moment, a deliciously curvy Persian lady patted the shoulder of a blonde woman in front of her. She said unceremoniously, “Lisa, I think you should go back. President Murphy is mine.”

The blonde beauty showed no weakness. She gave a middle finger to the Persian woman. “F*ck you. Since when is the president yours? Stupid b*tch!”

“You! Are you cursing me?”

“You sl*t!”

As a result, the two beautiful women with their luxurious clothes and high and mighty attitudes started to tear each other in public like shrews.

More than a dozen bodyguards from both sides got entangled together and made a mess at the scene.

"Isn't that Lisa, the supermodel? I heard that she’s the daughter of the man heading the White-Headed Eagle Conglomerate!"

"Princess Murree over there is the daughter of Middle East’s great chief. She’s worth tens of billions. What are the two of them doing, going at each other like mad?"

“Hah, what is it for if not for a man? They’re after President Murphy, the Heavenly Physician War God!”

A lot of reporters and media came by as well. They enjoyed watching the fight, but they did not dare to record it lest they caused trouble for themselves.

“Look. President Mark of Heavenly Sand, one of the top 500 companies, has arrived. I heard he’s in the later stages of cancer. He must be here to have President Murphy treat him.”

"There are dozens of people on the Forbes 100 here. Some have come for medical advice while some are here to meet President Murphy to make an impression on him.”

Wendy muttered, “This President Murphy is quite someone!

"Are you sure we're qualified to go in?"

She already had no hope.

"Come with me. We don't have to line up."

James held his head high as he pulled Wendy with him to the entrance.

“Oho, James Murphy and Wendy Summer, you really did come!”

Someone’s surprised voice suddenly sounded. Wendy knew immediately that it was her cousin Jewel.

She turned back. It was indeed Jewel. She was holding Howard’s arm. The two of them walked toward them together with Jared.

Jared gave James a sideways look. “Haha, so you really did come. Do you really think that you’re a somebody? You think that you can attract the attention of the president?”

"Hahahaha!"

Howard laughed. He shook the platinum invitation in his hand, saying proudly, “Look at how big the occasion is today! So many wealthy and powerful people are here just to get a glimpse of the president!

"It's a pity that some people don't even have an ordinary invitation and can't even get through the door. They can only stand outside and try to satisfy themselves with furtive glances!"

He looked at James scornfully, his eyes full of provocation.

Howard was jealous that James had found a beautiful wife. He acted like an angry cockerel in front of Wendy.

Unfortunately, they did not see even a smidge of envy or anxiety on James’ face.

On the contrary, James smiled. He said with conviction, “Howard Moore, I assure you, you won't be able to go in even if you have an invitation!”

Howard was provoked. “Open your useless eyes and look around! This is a platinum invitation! If I get to enter, will you kowtow to me three times in public?”

James agreed to it immediately. “Good. If you can’t, you kowtow to me three times in front of everyone!”