Chapter 180 Hailey's belly can no longer be covered

In the golden banquet hall of InterContinental Hotel in Bifoshan.

Bob Dole looked up and said to Milo, "I knew he would come."

Murdoch, who was beside Bob, quickly said, "I didn't give him an invitation."

"But in the United States, who can refuse his coming? Even if he doesn't have an invitation."

Bob Dole shrugged.

Milo smiled and was about to speak.

In the elevator hall, Zipperton came out with his wife Hillary, smiling, surrounded by a group of people.

Milo felt that the look was like adding background music to Zipperton, and it would definitely look like the appearance of God of Gamblers Gao Jin in Hong Kong movies.

Just as cool, just as eye-catching.

Some people even screamed, and Murdoch looked over with dissatisfaction.

When they found out that it was a Hollywood actress, the Australians silently blocked this unlucky guy in their hearts.

At this time, many people had already gone up and took the initiative to shake hands and greet the Zipperton couple.

The couple handled it with ease, making everyone feel like they were in the right place.

As expected of a political creature who had been trained since childhood, Milo admired his radiant look from a distance.

"Believe it or not, he's coming for you," Bob Dole suddenly said.

With the emergence of zipper.

Their corner, which used to be the most popular, now receives fewer glances.

Even the old man Murdoch had to lean over and greet the couple.

He is the host tonight. It is unacceptable for him to ignore the commander-in-chief when he comes to visit.

"I believe it." Milo laughed, then he looked at Bob Dole and blinked, "In the evening, he called me and invited me to dinner at a restaurant in Los Angeles. I said why not go to a buffet with Bob Dole. He readily agreed."

Bob Dole: “…”

So this guy was recruited by you?

"Do you think he's that good?" Bob Dole couldn't help asking himself, "Do you think he can definitely beat me?"

Milo nodded without hesitation: "Yes."

"Fuck!"

The old man couldn't help but swear, and then he sighed.

"Okay. To be honest, I think so myself."

In fact, voting for this year's election has already begun.

By now, the journey was more than halfway through and was almost over.

The current voting results show that Zipton is far ahead, and Bob Dole has little chance of making a comeback.

"But, Bob, I'm very interested in what you just said."

"Which one? Oh? Would you like to return to No. 310?"

"No, something else."

"Um?"

"That's what you just said, that my female secretary could try to be a governor."

Bob Dole was stunned, thinking, did I just say that? I just said that you can let your female secretary and lover try to be the spokesperson of the party, right?

Anyway, they are just spokespersons for a party, and there are often more than one.

It looks important, but it's really just that.

Governor...Bob Dole couldn't help but look at Monica again, who was completely stunned after hearing Milo's words.

Being a governor in this state, a mistress wants to be a governor? It's a bit unrealistic.

The fact is that more than 20 years later, one of the mistresses not only became the Vice President of the United States.

They even began to openly participate in the US presidential election.

If she succeeds, the United States will not only have its first female president.

At the same time, there will be the first person who climbs up by being someone else's mistress and eventually climbs into the White House...

Although that person is now just a small commissioner in the San Francisco prosecutor's system.

"why not?"

Milo smiled and greeted Zipperton who was walking towards here, and continued:

"The U.S. Constitution only stipulates that candidates for the White House must be born in the United States, have lived in the United States for more than 14 years, and be U.S. citizens over the age of 40 to be eligible to run for election. But the Constitution does not prohibit other positions."

Bob Dole thought about it carefully and it seemed to be true.

There are also many members of Congress and governors who were born in other countries and then immigrated to the United States.

As for female governors, there were female governors in the United States as early as 1909.

In 1909, Chamberlain, then governor of Oregon, was elected to the Senate and went to Washington, D.C.

His replacement, Frank W. Benson, became ill.

Chamberlain asked his secretary, Caroline B. Shelton, to serve as acting governor.

To date, there have been more than two dozen female governors in the United States.

Although most of them are in remote and economically underdeveloped states.

Places like New York and California have not yet had any female governors.

So what Milo just said is not completely impossible to achieve.

As soon as Bob opened his mouth to speak, the Zipperton couple came up to him with thousands of eyes.

"Good evening, Bob. Good evening, dear Milo. It's very windy outside. I didn't expect that there would be such a strong wind in Los Angeles. It's really touching!"

Like a star, Zipperton came over with an impeccable smile.

Shaking hands, exchanging pleasantries, including his wife Hillary.

"It's a little cold in Los Angeles today. That's very rare. Congratulations, Bill, on your upcoming re-election."

Bob Dole laughed heartily.

Zipper raised his eyebrows and looked at Bob Dole with a little surprise.

"Just now, Milo persuaded me. I think what he said makes sense, so I figured it out." Bob Dole shrugged, "Bill, there is no need to hold the debate tomorrow. I will announce my withdrawal from the election later. Congratulations, congratulations on your re-election as the President of the United States."

"I, wow, I, I don't know what to say."

It was obvious that Zipperton was really surprised.

Next to him, his wife, Shilada, had such surprise in her eyes that it was almost overflowing.

"Bob, I don't think I can beat you. I grew up watching your speeches. You are so outstanding and so admired. But now you say this, I... I really don't know what to say."

Zipperton stepped forward and hugged Bob Dole.

But Milo, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but frown.

Milo looked at Bob Dole. He had not advised Bob on anything just now.

Why did this guy suddenly do this? Fuck!

Milo couldn't help but curse in his heart.

If this matter gets out, Zipperton will certainly be grateful to himself.

But those who supported Bob Dole must hate themselves at the same time as they are angry that Bob surrendered without a fight.

And I must be friendly to Bob Dole and his family in the future because this is a huge favor.

Listen, it was Milo Blackburn who persuaded Bob, and Bob voluntarily withdrew from the election.

How awesome that sounds!

The key point is that at this time, Bob Dole, who was hugging Zipperton, the old guy was winking at him.

Milo wanted to go up and punch the old guy three times in the face like his grandfather did.

There must be something happening that I'm not aware of.

Milo was sure of it.

afterwards……

"That is to say, the results of Pennsylvania are out, and Zipperton won."

"And of the remaining 11 states, there are five swing states, four blue states, and two red states. So basically Zipton has more than an 80% chance of winning?"

"That's right." The voice of grandfather Blackburn came from the phone.

"The Elephant Party actually wanted to give up yesterday. Zipperton's advantage is ridiculously huge. And your grandfather, Herbert, took the lead and thought that they should shake hands with the Donkey Party and admit defeat."

This was more than two hours later.

Inside the study of a hilltop villa in the BlackRock community.

Milo made several phone calls to people, the last of which was to his grandfather.

"Then why did Bob Dole say that to Zipperton just now?"

"He just wanted to do you a favor. You are too dazzling, and Joseph is now in the Donkey Party. There are many people in the Elephant Party who don't want us to completely move towards the Donkey Party, including your grandfather."

"In fact, even if he said that, Zipperton knew that it was most likely not because of you. Because Zipperton was already confident of winning."

"But if Bob Dole does this, it will make La Zipperton win very well. So La Zipperton will definitely cooperate with Bob Dole and make you owe him this favor."

"Shit!" Milo couldn't help but curse, thinking what a bunch of old bastards.

"You don't have to be so angry. Dear Milo, favors are only favors when both parties are equal. Otherwise, they are even less useful than contracts and promises."

Old Blackburn smiled comfortingly.

But he was actually right.

What is human relationship? Human relationship also involves exchanges.

Favors without exchanges are destined not to last long.

For example, in the movie “Justice, My Foot”, Bao Longxing and his family once saved the life of a high-ranking official of the time.

This is a huge favor, right?

However, when Bao Longxing went to see this senior official, the relationship between the two parties was completely unequal and there was a conflict of interest.

What is the result?

The result is "Feed the young master with cake·JPG".

When both parties are of similar status and have needs, that is called human nature.

After being persuaded by his grandfather, Milo finally came to his senses.

"Thank you, Grandfather. I feel much better now."

"Ha, that's good. Come back whenever you can, Christmas is almost here."

"Same as last year."

"Where's Haley. Robin said she called Haley and she said she would come back with you."

"Well, then I'll go back with Hailey."

"That's it, Deni has been telling me to take a break."

"Good night, Grandfather."

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"Goodnight, Milo."

“…”

After hanging up the phone, Milo sorted out his thoughts.

It's actually very simple.

The election result is already very clear.

The Elephant Party had little hope this time, so many of them wanted to make peace with the Donkey Party.

This time they didn't argue anymore, and everyone came to a gentleman's agreement so as not to hurt the harmony.

Milo guessed that his grandfather's faction must have put in a lot of effort in this.

Because in four years, my uncle will come out.

This year, the Elephant Party lost gracefully. If you, the Donkey Party, lose in four years, you should also be more decent, right? Even in a parallel universe, the Donkey Party would not sue the Elephant Party when the outcome is unclear.

Maybe it has something to do with this time.

Bob Dole probably agreed, and the results will probably be announced within two or three days.

Then at the banquet tonight, the old guy bumped into himself and Zipperton.

This cunning old fox wanted to make himself owe him a favor, so he probably performed it on the spot.

It may also be that he is taking the opportunity to hold on to his side and not lean too much towards the Donkey Party.

Sure enough, compared to the politics played by these old bastards.

I am still better at penetrating women.

Thinking this, Milo left the study.

In the hallway, he saw Monica approaching with coffee.

Milo moved forward, gently embraced her plump waist, and took the coffee she had brewed for him with his free hand.

"Let's go to the terrace and look at the stars."

Monica obediently let him hug her, and the two of them came to the viewing terrace on the second floor of the villa facing Los Angeles and Hollywood.

Above is the starry sky, and below is the equally starry night scene of Los Angeles.

There was a slightly strong wind blowing from Mount Belaid, which was a bit cold, but also quite refreshing.

Fortunately, the strong wind stopped an hour ago, otherwise it would not be refreshing but bone-chilling.

Sipping the warm coffee, smelling the aroma of the coffee and the scent of Monica's perfume.

Milo couldn't help but touch the back of Monica's head.

The latter immediately gave him a charming look.

Because this action is a hint for both parties.

This was Milo's way of hinting to Monica that he wanted her to eat xxx.

So Monica was still wearing her evening dress.

Milo suddenly lowered his head and looked at Monica who was working hard. "Monica, do you want to be a governor of the United States or something?"

Milo laughed. "If you want to, there will always be a chance. Ten years later, or fifteen years later. You are too young now..."

A mistress that a nigger has kept can always climb that high in the future.

An illegitimate child can become the youngest owner of the White House.

Then when I reach that age, it makes no sense that I can't think about my mistress and my children.

"Oh, there will always be a chance."

Milo tasted the coffee in one hand and gently stroked Monica's soft hair with the other hand.

As if sensing his determination, Monica worked even harder.

For a moment, Blanchette, who was the best in this area, had 80% of his ability.

I guess she must have been very excited and attentive at this time.

Very eager to make progress.

December 18, 1996.

The candidate of the Elephant Party announced to the public that he had conceded defeat and would withdraw from the election.

Later that evening, the Federal Election Commission announced to the entire United States that Lamar had been re-elected.

Less than an hour later, Zipperton delivered a national television speech.

The 1996 general election ended hastily.

The twentieth.

The movie "The Da Vinci Code", which has sold more than 30 million copies in 105 countries around the world, was officially released in North America.

at the same time.

San Francisco, Bay House.

"Are you sure you can't tell from this?"

"A little bit of a belly, but that's normal. Most women your age have this. Not to mention the obesity problem that affects most American citizens, who have even bigger bellies."

In the room, Haley was wearing a loose wool shirt and jeans.

She stood in front of the mirror, turning left and right, looking at herself in the mirror.

The key point is the slightly bulging belly.

Milo sat on the sofa chair beside the bed at the back, watching his sister-in-law try on clothes with a smile on his face.

Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the two will return to Boston.

Haley is now particularly worried that her pregnancy will be discovered by her family.

After all, her husband had passed away for more than a year, and it was really unacceptable that her belly was getting bigger now.

It can't be said that it was Paladin's posthumous child, right? Americans don't know Nezha, and there is no posthumous child who stayed in the mother's belly for more than a year without coming out.

So she was choosing clothes, choosing clothes that could cover her belly as much as possible.

Milo was there to advise her as she sought advice.

But from Milo's perspective, Haley is only three months pregnant.

Generally speaking, the belly will start to grow gradually in 3-4 months after pregnancy.

Some earlier, some later.

Hailey should have looked like this a little earlier. Her belly does bulge a little when she is not wearing any clothes.

But if you don’t think too much about it, most people would think that it’s just a normal belly for women.

Of course, if it were another two months it would be different.

At that time, anyone with eyes could probably tell at a glance that Haley was pregnant.

She looked worried, looking at herself in the mirror.

"Really, don't worry. If they find out, we will just admit it. Then it won't just be our business, but the business of the entire Blackburn family."

Milo walked behind Haley and gently stroked her face. "I don't believe that Joseph and John would kill me. Besides, this is the authentic child of Blackburn and Harrison. Isn't this what the family has always wanted?"

"Absolutely not. And..." Hailey seemed to be hesitant to speak. After a while, she raised her head and looked at him before muttering in a low voice: "At least not now."

"Okay, okay. All up to you." Milo said with a smile, hugging her gently.

He was very proud in his heart.

At first, it was okay when I did it.

After doing it, she always turns her back on me.

Things were getting better, but when she got pregnant she still didn't want to have a baby.

Until now, facing this kind of warm contact like that between husband and wife or lovers, Haley finally stopped resisting.

Milo felt that this was a manifestation of her becoming all that she was, both physically and mentally.

This feeling fascinated him more than those Hollywood girls.

At his level, status bonus is more attractive to him than simply being good-looking and having a good figure.

So there is no solution.

Thinking of this, he lowered his head and kissed the corner of Haley's mouth. Under her gentle gaze, he said, "Anyway, don't think too much about it. We will only stay in Boston for a few days and then come back. It will be safe when we come back."

"By Christmas next year, we'll be back in Boston with a fat, white kid. By then, it won't matter if everyone knows about it."

Although Haley felt it was inappropriate, she didn't have any good ideas at the moment.

If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for being able to bear it.

She raised her head and looked at Milo's face, which was 80% similar to her late husband's.

Quick... she thought.

It’s because these brothers look so alike!

(End of this chapter)