Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1200 Let Yariel Be My Secretary

Jonathan was even more cunning than him. With decades of experience in politics, he knew how to interact with these people despite his straightforward personality.

“You’re too courteous. I have to thank my granddaughter-in-law for treating my stroke. I could only walk because she gave me acupuncture every day. Thank you for your concern!”

“You’re very welcome! You’ve done our country a huge favor, so it’s only right that I visit you,” replied Silas politely.

After some small talk, everyone sat at the dining table. This dinner, which was initially meant to include only the Jadesons, ended up being spent with other people.

As the kids wanted to set off fireworks after dinner, everyone left the dining room and went to the observation tower.

Boom!

It was a sight to behold when the dazzling fireworks illuminated the night sky with vibrant colors. The shimmering ocean reflected the fireworks, looking extremely beautiful too.

“Old Mr. Jadeson, what are your plans for the new year?”

Jonathan was standing at the observation tower and watching the fireworks with a smile. Suddenly, Silas shot him that question.

New year?

Silas

Congress. Next year, I plan to merge the Senate and the House, so I’d like to hear your opinions. Which position should I reserve for

spending the entire night preparing for this, Silas

president ask

at the distant fireworks, Jonathan chuckled. “You’re too polite, sir. The Jadesons have always served the people. We don’t choose our positions—the people

reply were very direct

When she heard her husband was being retorted,

stared at

Silas did not show much of a reaction after hearing the older man’s

family, the Jadesons’ forte lies in commanding the military. However, Yariel doesn’t know how to do that. Why don’t I transfer him over to

“What? Your secretary?”

everyone inhaled a

was shocked. Even those who had come with Silas gaped at him

heir of the powerful Jadesons stooped so

anything. Instead, they shot timid glances at someone standing nearby. As that scary man was preoccupied with setting off fireworks with his children,

do you mean, sir? Do you want my grandson to be your secretary? Are you drunk?” asked Jonathan coldly

secured by the Jadesons, challenged Jonathan’s limits again by

alive, he’d still take command of the military in Congress. Since he’s gone now, I can’t possibly entrust the military to