Joseph's carriage had just stopped in front of the Industrial Planning Bureau's office building when a disheveled figure suddenly sprang out of the street corner and strode toward him.
"No closer!" Two guards immediately stepped forward to stop the man.
When Joseph saw the deep nasolabial folds on the face of the newcomer, he couldn't help but smile. Wasn't this the "Piranha," oh no, wrong, Mr. Mara? You've finally come.
He hastily leaned out the window and signaled to Kesode, "Please let Mr. Mara come over."
"Yes, Your Highness."
Before long, in the visitor's room of the Industrial Planning Bureau, Mara sat down opposite Joseph, his eyes full of anger, "Crown Prince, you actually used me with such disgraceful tactics! I will definitely make this public!"
After toppling the President of the High Court Vergniaud, Mara was indeed happy for a while, thinking he had done a great service for the Parisians.
