The heavy door to the Mayor's Office swung open with a sound louder than usual.
Leo strode out of his domain, clutching the budget proposal that Blake Finch and his team had worked on around the clock for more than ten days. In his other hand, he carried a large black tube.
He arrived at City Hall.
This time, Leo didn't have Ethan make an appointment.
He didn't need an appointment.
When a player holding five hundred million dollars in chips wants a seat at the table, no one dares to bar the door.
At the door to the Speaker's Office, a secretary was touching up her makeup in a mirror.
Seeing Leo storming over, she subconsciously stood up, trying to perform her duties as a gatekeeper.
"Mr. Mayor, the Speaker is…"
"I know what he's doing."
Leo didn't slow down in the slightest, walking straight past the secretary's desk.
"He's having lunch. Perfect. I brought him some light reading for his meal."
Leo pushed the door right open.
