"When she saw you appear on the microphone earlier, she was almost overwhelmingly thrilled... If it weren't for her needing to attend the parliamentary meeting, she would have definitely come over herself to check... You could never imagine..." Anton took out his phone and handed it to Lucas Walker in the back seat, "We were just discussing about preparing for Madam to run for Prime Minister, my God... I can't believe I'm actually sitting in the same car with you right now! This is... incredible!"
By the end, this usually reserved man was also choking back his tears.
"Your Majesty, welcome... back!"
Lucas Walker looked at the tear-streaked face of the man, accepted the phone, and nodded seriously with a solemn expression.
Without saying much, he immediately entered Ivana Bennett's phone number.
At this moment, what he wanted to hear the most was also Ivana's voice.
Listening to the ringing tone connecting the call, Lucas Walker unconsciously held his breath.
