Springfield International Airport was on high alert since a military bigwig was about to arrive. While the general public was clueless, the city's infantry battalion was stationed at the airport to receive this VIP individual. Lieutenant Colonel Dagert waited nervously at the airstrip. He had prohibited all political leaders and businessmen who wanted to curry favor and kept them out of the premises.The only information available about the bigwig's identity was the rank of General and the surname of Armstrong. General Armstrong ran the country's elite Delta Force and was a military advisor to the President himself. However, the gender, appearance, and other personal details were classified.At the scheduled arrival time, an advanced army aircraft touched down and cruised to a halt. The entire battalion saluted, and Dagert waited eagerly for General Armstrong to descend from the plane. However, only the bigwig's staff came down from the aircraft. On checking, General Armstrong was fou

Val immediately picked up another iron platter. Regardless of the technology the bullet possessed, she could deflect it if it was made of metal. It was basic science coupled with years of training.When Damien pressed the trigger, there was no blast, only a red spark. The bullet left the gun with a zippy noise. Val recognized its trajectory and held the platter at an angle to redirect it.However, her efforts were all in vain. As soon as the bullet touched the iron platter, the latter vibrated and crumbled into dust. The shot proceeded and grazed against Val's sleeve, which, in turn, withered away!Val's eyes opened wide in shock. The nano-tech gun could turn everything it touched to dust! Moreover, she observed that the bullet swerved in its path. That would make it even more challenging to dodge. If it made contact with her skin, her entire body would crumble!Val bit her lip with concern. No wonder Victor had warned her about the difficulty of the mission.Damien threw his head bac

Victor wore an expensive suit, and his voice was modulated differently. The carnival mask hid his face quite well. No ordinary person could possibly recognize Victor. Even Carol, his ex-wife, had failed to look through his disguise in Carmine City."Always," Eva replied gingerly. "You can't disguise yourself from me."Victor patted her head, turned towards the door, and clapped his hands loudly. A slender young woman in a body-fitting suit walked in. She was Elsa Madison, one of the top lawyers in the state. Both Damien and Toby wondered what a celebrity attorney like Elsa was doing there. Was she a member of the NWO as well? How widespread was the organization?"Elsa… Leave the papers with me, and take Carol and Rose with you…" Victor instructed.Elsa nodded and did as she was told. She placed a black file on the glass table before leading the two girls away.Carol was speechless. The man in the carnival mask was right there, but she had no idea about his true identity. She also didn

Victor reached the Holt Mansion and parked his bike in front of the main entrance as usual. The guards had stopped him at the gate since he was no longer Claire's bodyguard, and his clearance had been revoked. However, the guards had received a call from Amanda Holt, Claire's mother, to let him in.As Victor walked into the reception hall, he found Amanda waiting at the entrance with a worried expression."Victor… I'm sorry I had to ask you to come here at such short notice. I know you have resigned from your position as a bodyguard. However, it's an urgent matter."Victor nodded. "What happened? Is Claire safe?"Amanda frowned and fidgeted. She was unsure about how to begin."My daughter is safe indeed, thanks to you. But ever since you left her so abruptly, Claire hasn't been herself."Victor raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"Amanda resumed walking, and Victor followed her as they talked."Claire has always been full of enthusiasm and spirit. But ever since that day, her person

Victor put on an impassive look. "I'm not interested in popularity or pageantry. I have more important things on my mind right now. And look at you… It would be best not to strain yourself while you are out of sorts, or your opponents will exploit the weakness to defeat you. Reserve your energy for the meeting with Elias."Claire smirked at Victor naughtily. "Is that so? Do you think I am helpless right now? Then why don't you take advantage of me while I am fragile?"She inched closer to him on the couch and pressed her torso against his arm. Victor noticed Claire's intimate move, and his eyes instinctively went to her flushed cleavage. The young woman's perfume was enchanting; even her bodily odor had a pheromonal effect.Victor couldn't help but stare down her voluptuous breasts and gradually felt the oncoming pang of desire. Why was he subjected to constant seduction attacks by pretty women?Victor looked away immediately. "I am supposed to protect you and not attack you."Claire