Alves couldn't remain standing where he was. There was no use for it. He couldn't find any other reason to keep standing there. He walked away, out of the pavilion, towards the exit, which was up ahead. "His Eminence."The Prime Minister was on his feet already. He started to walk-run to catch up with Alves. Not for once did Alves care about who was behind him. He did know that if the Prime Minister kept following him in such a fashion, he would attract some attention, which to some extent is unnecessary yet relative. But at this point in time, he didn't care about any other thing. The only thing that kept him occupied was the thought,THE OLD MAN IS LEAVING FOR THE KINGDOM? WHY DIDN'T HE TELL ME ABOUT IT? WHY DIDN'T HE?Alves was on the verge of getting really pissed off, yet he seemed to be making all the effort not to appear that way. Else, he would create such an unnecessary atmosphere for himself. Walking into the opening of the exit, he took the left turn. There were a lot o
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