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WITH EVERYONE’S eyes around him, August opened the brown envelope and pulled the white paper inside it. His face was serious, his stance unwavering, and his aura exuded dominance and authority on it.
After that, August stood firmly as his gaze roamed around the area. At that moment, the reporters were still doing what they were doing earlier—throwing him questions, being desperate to increase their news ratings, and dragging the other channels.
But August didn’t give a shit about those channels or exclusive interviews. What he wanted was for the people to listen to him, and give their attention to him.
Only him.
In a second, the noisy buzz faded. The reporters suddenly noticed the intimidating aura August was exuding, which made them quiet even without
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