Amelie's heart was in complete chaos. She was panting for breath, both her hands lightly pressed against the sofa. If she did not support herself on the sofa, she felt that her entire body would not be able to.
Beside her, Chaim was staring at her with deep eyes that carried oppression and resentment, as if she had done something extremely wrong.
"How can you be here?" Amelie bit her lips. She could not accept the fact that a president Like him was able to leave his country and run around as she pleased.
This was a very dangerous matter. If it were an ordinary person, then it would have been fine. But who was he? He was the president of a country. His every move, every word and action were the focus of the entire world.
Chaim squinted, walked up, and grabbed her wrist, "Since you're al
