Boris Gustav and his son conspired for over an hour, their next objective being to bring Wang Qing Tian to the United States by any means necessary, even if it involved illegal methods.
Otherwise, their efforts would be in vain, and they would gain nothing from all their trouble.
Furthermore, they now needed to find ways to ensure their own safety, as Ling Tian's actions had left them with profound psychological trauma. They didn't want anything to happen within their own homes.
For instance, Mark Gustav's head appearing in his father's bed!
"Mark, I'm a bit hungry. Have someone arrange some food!" Boris Gustav could hear his stomach rumbling.
"Yes, Father, I'll have someone arrange it immediately!"
Currently, the core members of the Gustav family, especially Boris and Mark, had their meals prepared by a team of dozens of people.
The majority of this team consisted of security personnel. They meticulously monitored everything, from the selection and preparation of ingredients to the entire cooking process, and even the entire chain from the kitchen to the dining table.
Even the food that had been served had dedicated personnel to analyze it, followed by someone to taste it.
The psychological impact of eating insects last time was too severe.
The kitchen immediately became busy. However, due to the overly complex food preparation process, it took a full half-hour before a simple pan-seared steak was served.
Boris felt as though his stomach was pressed against his back from hunger. In this state of starvation, he no longer cared about decorum and directly cut off a large piece with his steak knife, devouring it ravenously.
Seeing this, Mark across from him was somewhat stunned, as Boris Gustav was a man of great ritual. Even when drinking a glass of red wine, Boris would follow dozens of steps, meticulously adhering to them no matter how busy he was.
Ever since he could remember, Boris had always strictly followed dining etiquette. Mark had never seen his father eat so ravenously, as if he were a starving ghost reborn.
Noticing Mark's surprised expression, Gustav felt something was amiss. He said with a hint of self-mockery, "Perhaps I've suddenly regained my youth, and my body is desperately craving food..."
"Heh heh..." Mark didn't know what to say, merely grinning foolishly. But soon, Mark was just like his father, beginning to devour the steak in large bites.
Each steak was gone in a few mouthfuls. Gustav and his son repeatedly urged their subordinates to bring them more food.
"I want my steak medium-rare! Bring several portions!" Boris Gustav instructed his staff.
Boris's action surprised Mark once again, because every time Boris ate, he forced himself to eat only until he was eight-tenths full, in order to effectively manage his physique and maintain the best image for a politician.
Especially in an electoral system like the United States, a politician's image was extremely important.
Consider the difference in appeal between a well-proportioned, upright, and impeccably dressed elite, and a fat, greasy, and unkempt individual. Which one would voters favor?
Moreover, in Mark's memory, Boris had never eaten a steak that wasn't fully cooked!
Yet today, so many unprecedented things had occurred, it was as if he had seen a ghost.
However, Mark wasn't faring any better. He also felt extremely hungry today and had eaten several steaks. The father and son consumed enough food to satisfy five or six people before contentedly patting their stomachs and leaning back in their chairs.
"Mark, hurry and contact the people in Maple Leaf Country. Make sure Wang Qing Tian is brought to the United States!"
"Yes, Father, I understand."
Boris had eaten a lot and experienced so much today, he felt somewhat tired and went back to his bedroom, falling asleep immediately.
However, in his sleep, Boris suddenly woke up, awakened by hunger!
Boris rubbed his eyes and looked at the wall clock. Soon, he couldn't believe his eyes, as he realized he had only slept for a little over two hours!
He had eaten enough food for several people before going to sleep!
Now, the terrifying hunger in his stomach made even the self-disciplined Boris feel unbearable. So, wearing his pajamas, he directly pushed open his bedroom door, accompanied by two personal bodyguards, and headed straight for the kitchen.
"Quick, food, I want food, I'm starving!"
The Gustav family lived a life of great luxury. Their kitchen had chefs on duty 24 hours a day, providing meals whenever needed.
The chef hadn't expected Boris to come to the kitchen himself, so he quickly prepared to make a steak.
A piece of Wagyu beef was taken from the refrigerator. The chef nimbly sliced it with a cutting board and knife, preparing to heat oil. However, at this moment, something astonishing happened. Boris, with slightly bloodshot eyes, stepped forward, picked up a slice of raw beef, and began to chew it greedily.
Even the finest Wagyu beef would be difficult to stomach raw, yet Boris Gustav ate it with relish. He chewed large mouthfuls, finishing a large slice of steak in less than a minute.
"Very good, very delicious, cut me another piece!"
"Mr. Boris, please wait a moment, I need to heat it up, it will only take a few minutes..." the chef said tremblingly.
"Hurry up, don't waste my time! If you can't do it, I'll cut it myself!" Boris snarled, his demeanor resembling a hungry wolf guarding its food.
Just then, the kitchen door was violently pushed open, and Mark Gustav also rushed in frantically.
"Chef, give me food, I want to eat..."
The next moment, father and son looked at each other, both realizing something was wrong.
After eating a lot of food again, filling their stomachs, they sat facing each other, the atmosphere extremely heavy.
These two were not fools. They both sensed the changes in their bodies. If one person experienced such a situation, it might be due to an illness. But now, with both of them experiencing it, there was definitely something wrong.
"Quick, contact the Mayo Clinic immediately. We'll all go for a comprehensive check-up!"
"But Father, the matter with Aurora Cuiette and that Ling Tian hasn't been resolved yet..." Mark said hesitantly.
"Are you an idiot? If your life is gone, what good is dealing with that!"