Chapter 71 Time Bomb

• He dug his hands into his pocket to wad off the cold suddenly enveloping him, his hand tightening around the phone, ringing in his hand.
• Nico stared down; seeing his father's name on the screen, he sighed in frustration. Everything seemed to deviate him from the life he chose
• Wasn't politics the only thing he had his mind on since childhood? And it had been going well, and then, within a few days, years of hard work went down the drain.