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“Yes” Natabe replied earnestly, cautioning in a hushed tone. “I understand you did it for my benefit by having Professor Mant come over. But if Mr. President finds out that you’re missing your authority behind his back, intimidating a professor, he’s sure to penalize you.”

She was asserting authority under the guise of a powerful figi

And she was relying on connections.

Josh chuckled.

“Alright?” he affectionately gazed at her, “Tll listen to you and make it right.”

“Yeah!” Natalie said, satisfied with his promise.

Josh took Natalie to the Office of the President, primarily to introduce her to Phillip.

The old man had been stubborn, insisting it was a matter of principle and the ban would last five years.

But rules were made by people after all.

Why not make adjustments?

Must it be so rigid and dogmatic?

Only when he issued a presidential order, allowing discretion in managing major domestic events. Phillip sensed the higher- ups‘ intentions and agreed to change his stance.

Later, Natalie was feeling drowsy.

Josh, noticing her profound drowsiness, picked her up and settled her on his lap to sleep.

She snuggled in his arms and grumbled that his chest was too firm.

She was so adorable.

Josh chuckled helplessly, lifting her horizontally, planning to carry her back to the lounge on the third floor of the building behind.

They passed through the gallery and the auditorium.

It was high noon, and people were bustling in and out of the Presidential Palace. Witnessing Josh openly embracing a girl, they stared wide–eyed, captivated by the spectacle.

Natalie stirred, awoken by the sun’s rays.

Feeling embarrassed, she clutched Josh’s clothes tightly, her face buried in his chest. She mumbled, “Why are you holding me again? It’s not good if others see.”

Josh lowered his head, nibbling her ear, and assured, “Darling, don’t worry; no one dares to gossip.”

Someone nearby stifled his breath, captured by Natalie’s ears.

“Good heavens! Is that Mr. President?”

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“Wow! Mr. President’s affection for his wife is genuine.”

“Mr. President? Where is he?” Natalie squirmed in Josh’s embrace. “Quick, put me down!”

“Mr. President is not here.” Josh pretended, scanning the surroundings. “Don’t fright! He’s not around.”

The onlookers were dumbfounded

Josh shot a cold glance at the gossipers.

The few individuals quickly nodded in reverence, fell silent, and promptly left.

Natalie finally settled down.

Josh carried her back to the lounge, placed her on the bed, and tucked her in.

Natalie drifted into a comfortable sleep.

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Following Phillip’s departure, the Rhythm Revolution’s official website promptly issued an announcement.

The announcement was not m

marked by sincere humility.

They expressed their desire to witness Natalie’s presence in this year’s Rhythm Revolution competition and disclosed the scopes of her dance. “Drunk Beauty,” from the finals of the Rhythm Revolution back then.

There was a total of five judges.

First Judge: 9.9 points

Second Judge: 10.0 points

Third Judge: 9.8 points

Fourth Judge: 9.9 points

Fifth Judge: 9.8 points

The final average score was 9.88 points.

The entire online community was left in awe.

[9.88, oh my God!‘“]

[For those unfamiliar with the significance of 9.88, let me clarify, I recall that following her, Jennifer secured the gold medal with an average score of 9.01)

[She truly holds the record for the highest score in the gold medal category in the past decade. The second Sheryl’s composition “Gospel from five years ago, scoring 9.22 points.]

(Good heavens! Is it even possible to achieve a score of 9.883]

belongs to

[Certainly! I mentioned earlier that she was a legend in the dance community. My grandmother, a former dancer, recounted how our entire family pitched in to secure tickets just to watch her competitions]

I’m heading to watch ‘Drunk Beauty‘ now!]

[Here’s the link. You’re welcome to check it out: Drunk Beauty for Rhythm Revolution.]

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