California Election Bombshell - The United States Department of Justice Is Now Investigating The Situation, According to Trump
President Trump Accuses Democrats of Election Interference in California Amid Delayed Vote Counting
President Donald Trump posted multiple statements on Truth Social on Thursday criticizing the pace of vote counting in California’s June 2 primary elections. He accused Democrats of attempting to influence the outcomes of the gubernatorial primary and the Los Angeles mayoral primary through large numbers of late mail-in ballots.
Trump stated that the U.S. Attorney’s Office in Los Angeles is investigating the delays in vote counting. He called for Republicans to support the Save America Act, which would require voters to present photo identification, provide proof of U.S. citizenship, impose restrictions on mail-in ballots, prohibit men from competing in women’s sports, and ban transgender surgeries for minors.
State election officials have indicated that processing the remaining mail-in ballots could take additional weeks. Los Angeles County alone has reported more than 700,000 ballots still unprocessed as of recent updates.
Response from California Officials
Governor Gavin Newsom’s office posted an explainer video featuring CNN correspondent Elex Michaelson. The video defended California’s counting process as consistent with state law and suggested that faster counting in states such as Florida and Texas prioritizes speed over giving voters additional time to decide.
Newsom’s office stated that it wishes the votes were counted faster while pushing back against claims of misinformation regarding the process.
Los Angeles Mayoral Race Developments
In the Los Angeles mayoral primary, incumbent Democrat Karen Bass leads with approximately 35 percent of the vote based on the most recent tallies. Independent candidate Spencer Pratt holds second place at roughly 30 percent, while Democratic City Council member Nithya Raman trails in third at about 23 percent.
Late batches of mail-in ballots have continued to be processed in the days following the election. Raman has seen gains from these additional ballots, and prediction markets have shifted in her favor. Bass did not reach the 51 percent threshold required to avoid a runoff, setting up a likely November contest between Bass and Pratt.
Broader Context on California Election System
Critics of California’s election procedures have pointed to changes implemented since 2016, including expanded use of mail-in ballots that can be counted after Election Day. These procedures have resulted in slower final results compared with many other states that held primaries on the same day.
New Jersey has reported approximately 93 percent of ballots counted, while New Mexico and Montana are nearing 98 percent completion. Observers have noted that the extended timeline in California has raised questions about the transparency and timeliness of the process.
President Trump’s statements have intensified partisan debate over the counting procedures and the potential impact on closely contested races. State officials maintain that the process follows established legal requirements, while critics argue that the delays create opportunities for questions about the integrity of the final results.
My Husband Left Me in Rags for His Mistress. He Didn't Know My Billionaire Father Owned the Gala.
He took his mistress to the most prestigious gala in the city and left me standing in an old evening dress, then looked me in the eye and said, ""You'll only embarrass me."" He thought humiliating me would be the end of the story. He had no idea that one phone call I'd kept hidden for three years was about to shake everything he had built.
""You really planned to wear that?""
My husband's voice drifted up from the front entrance, cold enough to make my hands tremble. I stood frozen in front of the bedroom mirror, staring at the navy dress I had treasured since before we got married. The fabric was still elegant, but time had begun to show along the sleeves. I smoothed them anyway, hoping they looked less obvious.
Outside, Spencer Reed stepped out of his black SUV looking like the perfect CEO, every inch polished and confident. From the hallway, I heard our housekeeper, Mrs. Evelyn, gently ask if she should tell me it was time to come downstairs.
""There isn't any reason,"" Spencer answered without hesitation. ""Paisley's coming with me.""
His words hit harder than a slap.
I walked to the window and watched him adjust his cuff links without even glancing toward the house. Three years of marriage... and somehow I still kept convincing myself that if I stayed humble enough, patient enough, invisible enough, he would eventually love me.
I was wrong.
The sound of high heels echoed through the marble foyer.
Paisley Dawson slipped beside him wearing a shimmering gold gown that looked like it belonged on a magazine cover. Around her neck sparkled a diamond necklace that cost more than I had probably spent on myself during our entire marriage.
She smiled sweetly before looking me up and down.
""So... you're the wife.""
Her eyes paused on my worn sleeves, and she laughed softly.
""Now I understand why Spencer never brings you anywhere.""
I waited.
Surely my husband would say something.
Anything.
Instead, he smiled at her.
""You look incredible.""
The room suddenly felt colder.
Paisley rested her hand possessively on his arm.
""The Apex Group charity gala isn't a place for someone dressed like... that,"" she said. ""Tonight will be filled with CEOs, senators, investors—people who actually matter. You'd only make Spencer look bad.""
Every word was carefully chosen to wound.
I turned to Spencer, refusing to let them see the anger building inside me.
He didn't defend me.
He didn't deny her words.
He simply offered Paisley his arm.
""We're late.""
That was all.
I stood silently as the front door closed behind them. A few seconds later, the SUV disappeared through the gates, its taillights fading into the evening.
Mrs. Evelyn quietly walked over and touched my arm.
""I'm so sorry, Mrs. Reed. Would you like me to make you some dinner?""
I forced a faint smile.
""No... thank you.""
I climbed the stairs alone and shut the bedroom door behind me. Through the window I could see the skyline where tonight's gala was already beginning, lights glowing above the city like another world I was never meant to enter.
Then my phone vibrated.
A message.
Unknown number.
When I opened it, my stomach dropped.
It was a selfie from the back seat of Spencer's SUV.
Paisley leaned against him with a smug grin, flashing a peace sign while Spencer's reflection appeared beside her in the window.
Below the photo she had written:
""By the time tonight is over, he'll belong to me completely. Have fun waiting at home.""
I didn't cry.
Instead, I walked to my vanity, opened the lowest drawer, and pulled out a small red velvet box I hadn't touched in three years.
Inside rested a SIM card.
The one I promised myself I'd never need again.
I slipped it into my phone.
Only one contact appeared.
Dad.
My thumb hovered over the screen before I finally pressed Call.
One ring.
Two.
Three.
Then I heard the voice I hadn't allowed myself to hear since I walked away from my family.
""Phoebe?""
His voice sounded older... but the concern was still there.
My throat tightened.
""Dad...""
For a moment I couldn't speak.
Then the words finally escaped.
""I want to come home.""
Silence.
Long enough to make my heart pound.
Finally, my father—Raymond Harrell, the billionaire whose name could open almost any door in the country—answered with a voice trembling from emotion.
""My little girl...""
Another pause.
""I'm coming to get you.""
In that instant, everything changed.
Spencer believed tonight would elevate his empire.
He had no idea the most powerful man he'd ever unknowingly offended was already on his way.
