Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1972

"Governor, are you alright?"

Jude quickly stepped forward to steady him. "It's strange, though. Not only is she asking where you are, but she's also asking what you look like."

Asking what he looked like?

The next second, his phone rang. The manager was calling back.

"Mr. Irving, did you just call me?"

The hall had been too crowded, and fearing his phone might cause a scene, the manager had turned it off.

He only had a moment to turn it on and check his messages while hiding in the restroom.

"What is she doing at the convention center?" Channing asked directly, cutting to the chase.

"Well..."

The manager hesitated for a few seconds before answering. "She has her eye on Plot 5 in the city to build an orphanage. But Rocco from Sunrise Casino somehow colluded with the land minister and plans to buy it to build a crematorium."

A crematorium?

Hearing that word, Channing's fingers slowly curled into fists, a dark shadow falling over his deep eyes.

"Left with no other choice, she managed to sneak into the convention center to try and find Governor Rhodes," the manager explained in one breath. "She said you had important family matters to deal with and originally told me not to bother you with this."

Since Channing asked, he figured he might as well explain.

"So it's just about this? No other motive?"

Channing slowly relaxed his clenched fists.

"Just this." The manager sighed heavily. "Mr. Irving, you know a lot of people. Do you have any connections that could get us to Governor Rhodes?"

"Hmm?"

Channing raised a thick brow, a faint smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Why am I even asking such a stupid question!" The manager immediately backtracked, shaking his head with a sigh.

Mr. Irving used to be just a poor guy; he only got proper meals and clothes after staying by Coralie's side.

If someone like her couldn't even get close to a high-ranking official like the Governor, how could Channing possibly have a way?

"Never mind, sorry to bother you. We'll try to figure something out on our end."

Not daring to waste any more time, the manager hung up and went out to deal with the security guards at the doors.

"Hey man, why hasn't the Governor come out yet?"

The young security guard remained expressionless.

"Which door will he use? I'm a big fan and I'd love a photo!"

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