Gabriel Attal

Gabriel left the building after the meeting and got into a car where a driver was waiting for him. A few minutes later, he heard the driver curse and raised an eyebrow.

what's the matter?

he asked to which he received the answer that the battery was broken again. God. He sighed, rubbing his temples.

It's not your fault, everything will be fine. We won't wait long, will we?

he encouraged, asking to which he received a negative answer. His face became even more grumpy. Before he could come to his senses, a car drove in front of him, after which a second car stopped in front of his face. He saw a painfully familiar face.

Mr. Bardella.

When he suggested this to him, he rolled his eyes, clearly not agreeing. But after hesitating and weighing all the pros and cons, he still agreed.

five minutes later Gabriel was already sitting in an expensive car surrounded by competitors. He was looking out the window when he heard taunts directed at him. He smiled dismissively.

Oh, come on, Mr. Bardella. Don't think so highly of yourself. There's still a lot to come.

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