Miss President wants to talk to you

"This way, the president saves face, and we don't have to actually bleed money."

"Isn't it great that everyone is happy?"

After hearing this series of combined arguments, Richard suddenly understood and his mind cleared.

wonderful!

Absolutely wonderful!

Yes, what was I worried about before?

He doesn't need to completely oppose the Banking Law; he only needs to add some ambiguous terms that allow for interpretation.

While Rosemary was in office, the bills would certainly be implemented according to her wishes.

But what if Rosef is gone?

She can only serve two terms at most, right?

Once she steps down, how the Banking Act will be interpreted will no longer be up to her!

"Rogers! You're amazing!"

Richard was in a great mood, and his attitude toward Rogers was no longer as harsh as before.

"So, where should we begin implementing this plan?"

"First, we need to win the support of some members of parliament."

Rogers said, "All of our actions require the support and cooperation of the president's opposition."

"Fortunately, we already have a heavyweight staunch ally."

"I'll contact him tomorrow and discuss with him how to proceed."

The staunch ally Rogers was referring to was Andrew Walstead, the leader of the Prohibition movement.

Although Andrew himself was unaware of this.

But Rogers was confident that he would have no choice but to cooperate.

After all, Andrew himself was aware of the spell cast on Eleanor last time.

Although he ultimately did not agree to join, it was Richard who made the decision on his own.

Andrew knew about it but did not report it.

That alone is enough to ensure he can never clear his name of suspicion.

They had no choice but to cooperate with Rogers.

"There is no time to lose."

Richard shook his head and said, "Don't wait until tomorrow, go now!"

Chapter 57: I'm Willing to Be a Witness for the Prosecution

Rogers felt he was born to be a beast of burden.

They couldn't get a moment's rest.

But there was nothing he could do; since Richard had made the request, he had no choice but to comply.

That evening, he arranged to meet Andrew in a secluded private room at a restaurant.

Andrew did not look well when he came in.

Even though Rogers got up to greet him, he didn't want any further contact.

"Mr. Rogers."

He said coldly, "What are you doing here now that things have come to me?"

Rogers laughed and said, "Mr. Andrew, don't be so formal!"

"Birth score?"

Andrew laughed angrily, "Don't you know what you've done before?"

"I warned you not to do anything reckless."

"And what happened? You still took action! You almost dragged me into it too!"

As he said this, his eyes turned extremely disgusted.

If it weren't for the fact that the spellcasters at St. Joseph's Cathedral were reliable enough to prefer mutual destruction rather than revealing the secret, they would have been different.

How could Rogers possibly still be here to meet him?

They were arrested a long time ago!

Whether he lives or dies is not important; the important thing is not to get involved!

Rogers listened quietly to Andrew's rage.

After the other person finished speaking, he asked with a hint of confusion:

“Mr. Andrew, I don’t really understand.”

"What do you mean I almost dragged you down with me?"

"Wasn't the plan to eliminate Eleanor yours?"

Andrew's expression changed instantly.

"What do you mean?!"

You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!

I am an innocent and law-abiding member of parliament, how dare you slander me like this!?

"Okay, okay, I won't scare you anymore."

Rogers pulled out a chair and sat down. He looked at Andrew and said seriously:

“But I mentioned this to you before I performed the spell.”

“I refused!” Andrew emphasized.

"Yes, you refused."

Rogers nodded. "But who knows?"

The private room fell silent immediately.

Andrew's face turned ashen; he suddenly understood his predicament.

Yeah, who knows?

At this moment, Andrew's chest heaved violently; he wanted to struggle one last time.

"You have no evidence..."

"I have."

Rogers took a small tape recorder from his pocket and pressed play.

Andrew's own voice came through.

That was the last time he had a conversation with Rogers, when Rogers offered to cast a spell on Eleanor.

Rogers had already decided to drag Andrew into this mess, so how could he not have been prepared?

Andrew listened to the recording, his face growing paler and paler.

The recorded conversation is incomplete.

There was neither the part he rejected nor any mention of Richard Morgan.

It has obviously been edited.

"This kind of evidence is invalid!"

Andrew feigned composure and said, "Do you think I don't understand the basic principles of recording? Recordings can be edited! You can easily splice my voice in!"

"Maybe."

Rogers said, "But I remember you were opposing the president's changes to Prohibition, weren't you? If the president gets this recording, would she be willing to prove your innocence?"

It felt as if thunder was roaring above Andrew's head.

Yes.

He's the president's opponent!

If the president got his hands on this recording, he would probably want to prove it to be real more than anyone else.

I'm doomed...

Once he understood this, Andrew visibly crumbled.

He could find no reason to defend himself.

"what do you want to do?"

Seeing Andrew's expression, Rogers smiled with satisfaction.

That's right!

That's the right attitude!

What heavyweight member of parliament? What chairman of the Judiciary Committee?

Once you get their secrets, they'll still obey you obediently.

Of course, the premise is to preserve some dignity for them and not force them to self-destruct.

Rogers is confident that he can strike the right balance.

Now that Andrew has bowed his head, it's time to get down to business.

Rogers cleared his throat and said, "We just need you to do one small thing..."

Before he could finish speaking...