Chapter 273

AUTHOR'S POV.

When Noah stopped the car in front of the gate, Nico, sitting next to him, poked his head through the window, scanning his surroundings. When he saw the numerous cameras scattered on the fence, he smiled.

Noticing Noah throwing him a concerned glance, he raised a questioning brow at his bodyguard, "What is it this time?"

Noah returned his gaze to the windshield, his eyes on the high gates the car faced, "For someone who has a meeting with the candidate of the opposition party, you look dressed to kill, Boss" His slight glare fell back on the president, "You know you can't take out Alessandro, least not now,"

The President shrugged before pulling out a small knife hidden between the jogger and his waist and threw it on the headboard of the car before relaxing back in his seat, "I promise you that wasn't for Alessandro. I incidentally had it in there."

Noah snatched the instrument, scrutinizing it; alarm stomped on his face, "Boss, isn't this a sca