My American magical life
Chapter 1164: 157 How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a real man_2

Chapter 1164: Chapter 157 How many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a real man_2

“”Allies,” you mean Chan and Temir? Aren’t they filled with malice towards you?”

Tiffany’s little head couldn’t fathom the complex game between Mr. Cheng and Wolf.

“Yes, but ultimately, unity outweighs confrontation.”

Wolf awkwardly smoothed things over for Mr. Cheng, whose first gift to Tiffany was indeed unforgettable.

In consideration of the bigger picture and personal interests, he couldn’t let his wife see that dreadful man as an enemy.

“For example, this palace where the wedding takes place, it’s Temir’s brother’s property—Achilles, you know.”

The Great Commander can hold his ground against the crazies led by Nanxi in the two houses because the Elephant Party Establishment elites, under Achilles and Chan’s influence, have temporarily taken his side.

An ordinary person can decide based on likes and dislikes without much thought; I can’t, and neither can you. We need to respect allies and need their support.”

Tiffany, just a newly graduated youngster, found the pressure overwhelming after being roughly tossed into the power game by Wolf.

“Why does Chan sound more terrifying than those big names when you talk about him?” Tiffany asked, sticking out her tongue.

However, she didn’t expect Wolf’s expression to turn serious.

“So, can you first tell me who you think a ‘big shot’ is?”

The family of the Great Commander had long remained in a general wealthy status; due to disfavor, Tiffany’s family education wasn’t great either. Wolf felt somewhat fortunate he discovered this issue early—at least no uncontrollable outcomes yet.

“Someone like Dai’an? Or Schumer, Nanxi? My dad is most annoyed by these people, they can even trouble the Great Commander.”

Wolf shook his head and explained.

“Enemies with opposing interests are just enemies; keeping a façade is enough for us, they will never be ‘big shots’ to us.

But those whose interests are aligned with ours, as long as their positions are critical, even if they are our subordinates, we must regard them highly—your dad failed in this aspect, he was too self-preserving.”

Despite not being very fond of her dad, Tiffany retorted when her fiancé criticized him.

“But a company can’t have two centers, Wolf, you and Chan must eventually distinguish between each other, right?”

Mr. Dracula shrugged lightly, looking helpless.

If he could win, he certainly wanted to overshadow Mr. Cheng.

But the problem is he couldn’t win!

“Yes, so we must regard him highly at any moment, let’s not talk about these anymore, come, let me take you to meet my father.”

“Mr. Joel? Am I just going to see him like this?”

At this moment, Tiffany hadn’t even realized that from engagement to wedding preparations, she hadn’t met Wolf’s elders.

Actually, there was a reason behind this; after rising to power, Wolf initiated a major purge within the family, but outsiders couldn’t see the full picture.

“Yes, his moments of clarity each day are few now.”

Wolf walked ahead, leaving Tiffany with only his back; in the places his fiancée couldn’t see, he smiled happily.

Dad, you never expected this.

After you became paralyzed, I became the Chairman of the California Elephant Party Committee, and even married the Great Commander’s daughter.

“What should I say?” Standing at the door of Joel’s therapy room, Tiffany felt a bit nervous.

“Just wish him a swift recovery, then praise me a bit, let him see how deep our relationship is, that should be enough.”

Noticing Wolf’s joy, Tiffany became infected by the emotion, showing a bright smile.

Seeing the rebellious son bringing in a woman, the expression on old Joel sitting in the therapy chair immediately became rich.

He wanted to curse, to point at Wolf’s nose and curse, but he couldn’t even move his lips.

“Mr. Wolf, Mr. Joel’s massage is finished for today, we’re now conducting his regular check-up.”

The private medical team for old Joel was meticulously prepared by Wolf; their job was to push old Joel’s life towards a hundred years without allowing him to recover.

Wolf wanted to trap him in this deteriorating shell!

“You can leave now.” Wolf said.

The doctor hurriedly left, not daring to see or hear even a little more.

Working for Wolf, his initial aim was merely money, but now he understood he had no retreat.

His employer was climbing step by step to the pinnacle of American power, marrying the Great Commander’s daughter. Such a person would never show mercy to any subordinate with even the slightest potential betrayal.

“Uncle Joel, hello, I’m Tiffany.”

Old Joel’s throat roared as he looked at Tiffany, then at his dear son, filled with emotions.

“Huh~Huh~Huh~”

“What’s he saying?” Tiffany was puzzled.

“He’s so happy to see you.” Wolf gently caressed his father’s bald head.

“Uncle Joel, Wolf is a wonderful person, I’ve decided to marry him. Seeing how well he takes care of you, I am once again deeply certain my choice is right.”

“Heh! Heh! Cough! Cough!”

“Thank you for your blessing, Uncle Joel, thank you,” Tiffany replied happily.

Wolf held back his laughter, speaking in a slightly melancholic tone.

“I have a presumptuous request, could you please wait for me outside for a moment? I suddenly want to talk to my father alone.”

“Of course, darling, I’m willing to wait for you.”

Tiffany left, and Wolf pulled over a chair to sit beside old Joel.

“Dad, hahaha, tomorrow, I will personally push you, so you can see the guests who came for my wedding.

I started a new faction in the Republican Party, the California Elephant Party, and it’s doing quite well.

How about the Great Commander’s daughter?

Does she seem kind of silly?

Actually, I quite like her foolishness.

How wonderful, a simple person.

Will you bless me?”

“Heh! Heh! Heh!”

“Thank you for your blessing, Dad.”

Wolf gently embraced old Joel’s head, remaining silent for a long time, while old Joel continued his angry protest.

But his anger, no one could hear anymore.

Feeling the tears flowing on his bald head, old Joel quieted down, slightly puzzled by Wolf.

If you still have feelings for me, why treat me like this?

If you have no feelings for me, then why are you crying?

“I cry, I cry for myself, Dad, the farther I go, the further I am from myself, and the closer I am to that imagined perfect self.

But, is that ending really what I want?

Or is it just because after killing you, there’s no other goal that can excite me anymore?

I can’t figure it out, no one can answer my confusion, I can’t even show my bewilderment.

Dad, what should I do, can you tell me?”

Holding Joel Dracula’s bald head, Wolf asked with full sadness.

Patricide, yet longing for the father’s approval.

One is never self-sufficiently complete; as one gets closer to completion, they see more of their incomplete parts.

Perhaps, no one can provide an answer to Wolf’s questions.

Trapped in a crippled shell, old Joe’s eyes blinked, not understanding what Wolf was doing.

But after all, he calmed down.

However, right at this moment…

“Hahaha, how was my performance?

Dad, how was my performance?

Did I fool you once again?”

Wolf suddenly burst into mad laughter, this time, the tears he shed from laughing were even more than the ones he had just acted out.

It turned out, he had just once again played the role of a son in front of old Joe, and that’s all.

Patted the smooth patient bald head of old Joe, red-eyed, Wolf smiled and left.

Before he opened the door to the therapy room, he paused, turned back, and glanced at his father.

“Dad, bless me, I’m your favorite son, aren’t I?”

And with that, he walked out of the therapy room.

Seeing Wolf’s red eyes, Tiffany gave him a loving hug.

“Wolf, don’t be sad, this will be our most beautiful moment, you can be completely happy.

Tomorrow, we’ll bring Mr. Joel to the venue to witness our ceremony.”

Holding Tiffany, Wolf, after a long while, softly said.

“Thank you for being by my side at a time like this, dear.”

Tiffany, as if she felt a certain sense of mission, for the first time had some expectations and longing for this marriage of alliance.