Meanwhile, in the Union Headquarters, specifically inside their meeting room.
Eight people assembled behind the round table, sitting on their chairs with an uncomfortable expression. All of them already knew what happened the moment they saw the news.
Marsha and Oliver had been fighting against each other in the Union as the two strongest political parties. The fact that Marsha decided to make a move must mean she had some assurance she would win.
That was why when Marsha invited them for an emergency meeting in the headquarters, all Union Members, AKA National Leaders, hurriedly emptied their schedule and rushed here. Everyone except the concerned party, Oliver.
Bang.
The sound of the door slammed open resounded in their ears as Marsha walked inside the room with a long black dress. She tied her hair into a ponytail and wore silk glove arms.
Her expression was cold and aloof as she walked gracefully to her seat.
