#Chapter 166: A Better Match

Iris Within a matter of days, my approval ratings have dropped another twelve points, according to the morning news. “It’s been less than six months since her debut as Alpha President Arthur’s Luna and she’s already nearing the forties,” the commentator, a blonde woman wearing a stark white pencil dress, is saying with barely concealed glee. The other commentator, a man in a suit, shakes his head although his mouth is tugging upward into a smirk. “What a shame. She had such a strong start, but alas… It seems she’s simply not cut out for this.” “Some people claim it’s because she wasn’t raised in the public eye like Selina.” “Yeah, well, I say some people are simply capable of this life and some people aren’t.” “That’s harsh, don’t you think?” “Harsh, perhaps,” the man replies, “but it’s true. She should just step away from the public and go back to making art.” I rub my eyes, cursing under my breath. Every news channel is talking about t