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Chapter 184 Meeting You Makes Me Clingy

"I didn't expect to see you here, sir," Larry greeted the burly man he had only met once.

The other person also showed surprise, but still extended their hand to shake Larry's, smiling and saying, "Yes, that's right. It's really unexpected. So, did your dad bring you to Washington for a visit?"

As he spoke, he looked at Mr. Dunbar.

Larry was speechless and embarrassed, thinking to himself, "They're treating me like a child again... coming out to play with my dad, damn it!"
“This is my uncle, we are… well, we’re here in Washington for a visit. I’m so lucky, I never expected to meet him again after a brief parting in Boston.” Larry had a warm smile on his face.

The man offered only a perfunctory polite remark, then nodded to Mr. Dunbar in greeting, before quickly exchanging a few more pleasantries and attempting to end the conversation.

Larry was also very unhappy. He could tell that the other party didn't take him seriously at all, so there was no need for him to talk to him anymore, since they were just strangers who had met by chance.

"Okay, then I won't keep you from your work any longer, sir. Goodbye!"

After Larry finished speaking, the other person looked a little more relaxed and nodded, saying, "Okay, kid, have a nice holiday in Washington."

After thanking the other person with a smile, Larry turned around, his face contorted in pain, and he silently muttered a vulgar curse at the other person...

I thought to myself, an arrogant bureaucrat like you deserves to be dealt with by someone like Matthew's landlord!

That old man didn't scold you enough! He should have scolded you more!
After only two meetings, Larry felt that he and Larry were incompatible and even repelled each other internally.

Larry had just seen him come out of the White House with a hint of anger on his face and thought to himself that he must have been scolded by the president. He deserved it!
The other person turned to leave, but just then, a man dressed as a guard came out of the presidential residence and called out to the tall, burly man's back, "Mr. Theodore Roosevelt? Oh, thank God, I thought you had already left. The President has something to trouble you with."

Theodore Roosevelt, who had just reached the roadside, stopped in his tracks, and Larry, who was about to walk away twenty meters away, also suddenly stopped and stood still at the roadside!
Larry looked surprised and slowly turned around, only to see that the burly civil servant had already returned to the presidential residence with the guards.

Holy crap, his name is Theodore Roosevelt!

Who will be the most capable US president in the next 30 years?

This is this...

I was wondering why I felt such a connection with him; he looked like someone destined for great things!
Although the other party is a bit arrogant and unapproachable... but, shouldn't every capable person be like that?
Oh right, I just heard from the White House guard that the president needs to speak with him...

Look at this! This is truly an exceptional individual!
Larry stopped and watched as the other person disappeared down the tree-lined avenue, heading straight for the White House. A smile appeared on his face, and he thought to himself, "I'm going to stick to you like glue today and try to get on your good side."
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It was just before 11:40 a.m. when Roosevelt hurriedly walked out of the White House.

President Harrison just talked to him about the election. After all, President Harrison won a lot of electoral votes in the Midwest last time with Roosevelt's help. This time, the president wants to be re-elected, so he naturally needs his advice.

The two chatted for quite a while, and it was almost noon when Roosevelt came out.

He frowned as he glanced at the clock in the reception room, then walked briskly out of the presidential residence, a sense of unease creeping into his heart.

Today was very special. His wife, Edith Roosevelt, and their children had traveled by train from their home in New York to Washington to reunite with him! Roosevelt had planned everything perfectly; he was supposed to go directly to the train station to pick them up after reporting to the president in the morning. But this time, he was unexpectedly called in and talked to for a long time.

It looks like I'm going to be late picking someone up from the train station!

Roosevelt frowned and unconsciously quickened his pace.

As Roosevelt stepped out of the presidential residence, he looked around. It was already noon, and there were very few tourists and pedestrians on the roadside.

This is the presidential residence, and Roosevelt couldn't possibly hail a carriage here. So he had to walk a mile to find one, which would definitely make him late for the train station.

Just as Roosevelt was getting anxious, a magnificent carriage slowly walked down the road and stopped right next to him.

"Wow! Sir, what a coincidence! We meet again!" A handsome blond-haired, blue-eyed young man leaned out of the carriage window.

Roosevelt was taken aback, thinking to himself, "Isn't this the Boston kid I just met? Why hasn't he left yet?"

"Oh, what a coincidence...aren't you done your tour yet?"

Roosevelt was just going to give a few perfunctory replies, but the other man smiled sincerely and said, "Are you going back to your office? Why don't you get in my carriage and I'll give you a ride!"

Roosevelt hesitated for two seconds. He was a quick-thinking man, but then nodded and said, "Alright! I'll leave it to you then."

As he spoke, Roosevelt had already turned the carriage door handle and boarded the carriage. He immediately saw the blond young man sitting side by side with his uncle, while giving up the main seat to himself.

"Where are you going? I'll take you there first," the blond young man asked.

"I need to go to the train station, but you just need to drop me off somewhere where you can get a horse-drawn carriage. Thank you!" Roosevelt smiled, after all, he was troubling someone else.

"Do we need to transfer again? No, take my carriage directly to the train station!" The blond young man then turned around and instructed the coachman to head straight for the train station.

Roosevelt felt a little embarrassed, after all, it was their first meeting, and it would be too presumptuous to accept such a favor. But he was a man who could accept things easily and move on quickly, knowing that the most important thing now was to pick up his wife from the train station, so he nodded to express his gratitude.

"Sir, I don't yet know your honorable name!"

“Oh, my name is Theodore Roosevelt, and I work for the Union!” Roosevelt said, then casually asked, “And you? What is your name?”

“My name is Larry Livingston! I’m from Boston.”

Roosevelt nodded, taking a serious look at the young man named Larry Livingston for the first time. The more he looked, the more impressed he became by the warm smile on the young man's face, which seemed particularly sincere.

Although the carriage was moving as fast as it could, it still took half an hour to get from the presidential residence to the train station.

Roosevelt chatted with Larry about this and that the whole way, but he would occasionally take out his pocket watch to check the time.

"Are you here to pick someone up?" Larry asked with a smile.

“Yes, my wife and children, they came to see me in Washington, D.C.,” Roosevelt replied casually.

Larry's face lit up with a look of sudden realization, and he quickly turned around and told the coachman to go faster!
At 12:10, the carriage finally arrived at the train station. Before the carriage had even come to a complete stop, Theodore Roosevelt had already stepped off and strode towards the train station.

Larry gave Mr. Dunbar a few instructions and then followed.

Roosevelt craned his neck the whole way, fearing that his wife had already left the station but hadn't found him.

Seeing the surging crowd at the train station exit, all of whom were people who had just gotten off the train, he became increasingly anxious.

As Theodore Roosevelt approached the exit, he immediately spotted his wife. She was holding a five-year-old boy, their eldest son, and carrying a toddler, their youngest son, who was just over a year old.

Two personal maids followed behind the lady, who were currently arranging her luggage.

"Edith, I'm here!" Roosevelt smiled and walked straight toward his wife.

But before he even arrived, a small, pure white figure ran over and hugged his leg tightly.
"Dad, I miss you so much!!"

Roosevelt looked down and saw his eldest daughter, Alice. Looking at her adorable face, which resembled that of a little angel, Roosevelt quickly knelt down and hugged his daughter with a smile.

"My darling, how have you been lately?" Roosevelt asked, embracing his eldest daughter.

"Oh no!" Alice pouted.

Roosevelt looked at his daughter with a puzzled expression. Tears welled in her eyes as she murmured, "I miss you so much, Dad. I can't sleep well every night. Please, please, let's go back to New York, okay? Or let me move to Washington to be with you!"

Seeing his daughter's aggrieved expression, Roosevelt's heart was touched, and he immediately hugged her tightly, his eyes welling up with tears.

Theodore Roosevelt had two wives. His first wife, Alice Hathaway Roosevelt, married him in 1880 and gave birth to his eldest daughter in 1884.

Unfortunately, in the same year she gave birth, his wife, who suffered from kidney disease, passed away.

Even more tragically, on the same day, Theodore Roosevelt's mother also passed away from illness.

The loss of two of his closest and dearest women was a huge blow to Roosevelt, and this misfortune even caused him to become depressed for a time.

Because he lost his first wife at a young age, Roosevelt always felt that he owed his eldest daughter Alice a lot. Every time he saw her small figure and thought of his deceased wife, even a tough man like Theodore Roosevelt felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He felt both pity and love for his eldest daughter.

At this moment, Roosevelt's wife also came over. The eldest son looked timidly at his father, still tightly clutching his mother's hand. Urged by his mother, he finally whispered a name.
"Father!"

"Very good! You are all very good!" Roosevelt ruffled his eldest son's hair, then smiled at his second son in the swaddling clothes, and said a few words to his wife.

But his eldest daughter, Alice, still clung tightly to his legs, unwilling to let go.

“Alice, don’t bother your father yet. Let’s go home first!” Edith said to her eldest daughter.

Edith Roosevelt
Alice was somewhat afraid of her stepmother. Despite her displeasure, she released Roosevelt's leg, pouted, and took a step back.

"It's alright, let's go home!" Roosevelt smiled, patted his daughter's shoulder, and turned back to look at her. "Wait for me to find a carriage... then we'll go home together!"

Before Roosevelt could even look for the carriage, he saw Larry standing not far from him, smiling and waving, "Mr. Roosevelt, I've already hired a carriage for you and your family!"

(End of this chapter)