Lord Of The Ultra Billionaire System

CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE

AMELIA'S POV

Uncle Gregory had launched his campaign on TV without any delay, and in full force too. It was a strategic move, and Greg was a man of swift action. This was our chance to elevate our family to a whole new level, to solidify our place in the city's political landscape. But beneath the surface, a gnawing fear lurked, looming over my thoughts. A fear that Richard, my ex-husband, would once again thwart our plans.

Somehow, Richard always managed to make himself a constant thorn in our side. It was as if he had a deity watching over him, ensuring our every misstep. As Gregory's niece, I was deeply invested in his success. I wanted nothing more than to see him win the election, to bring about the change we so desperately needed.

I was perched on the edge of the sofa, my eyes glued to the TV screen when Gregory’s campaign ad rolled out. It was flashy, filled with patriotic music and shots of him shaking hands with local folks. I couldn't help but smirk at the way they edited ou