Anna swallowed hard, her voice was trembling as she spoke. "No one else, I swear. I... I only found out because I was desperate to understand why you left me. I pieced together the clues, did some thorough research but I haven't told anyone."Romeo's grip on the gun tightened, as his mind was whirling with possibilities. Trusting her could be a fatal mistake, but the raw sincerity in her eyes gave him pause. He could feel the weight of his decision pressing down on him, knowing that whatever he chose to do at this moment could have far-reaching consequences."You better be telling the truth," he said with a cold and unyielding voice. "If I find out you're lying, you'll regret it."Anna nodded quickly, as her eyes never left the gun. "I promise, Romeo. I came to you for help, not to expose you. Please, you have to believe me."Romeo's mind raced as he lowered the gun slightly, though he kept it ready. He studied her face, searching for any sign of deceit. The room was thick with tens

General Wahsler stood in front of Romeo’s desk, with eyes that reflected the weight of countless battles. Despite his rugged appearance, his bearing was that of a seasoned warrior."Can I have a seat?"Romeo gestured to a nearby chair. "Oh yes, please have a seat, General."Wahsler nodded appreciatively and took the offered seat, sinking into it with a weariness that spoke of long travels. Romeo moved to a small refrigerator behind his desk, retrieving a bottle of fine wine and two glasses. He poured the wine, and the rich aroma filled the room."Would you care for a drink, General?" Romeo asked, extending a glass to Wahsler.Wahsler accepted the glass with a grateful nod. "Thank you, Governor." He took a sip, savoring the taste, before setting the glass down gently on the desk. "It’s been a while since I’ve had a moment to enjoy a good wine."Romeo returned to his seat, his expression softened as he regarded Wahsler. "So, General, how has governing Yilaburg been since you were appo

They exchanged quick glances, clearly recognizing the tone and the slang. The recognition brought an immediate shift in their demeanor."Sir, yes, sir!" one of the bouncers stammered, stepping back and saluting. His voice, which had been filled with disdain moments ago, was now filled with respect. "Right away, sir."The other bouncer, equally taken aback, quickly followed suit, stepping aside to allow Romeo through. "Apologies, head honcho Stormbreaker. We didn’t recognize you, sir."The mocking guests, who had been laughing and jeering just moments before, were now dumbfounded and clueless. They didn’t understand a word of what Romeo had said, but the abrupt change in the bouncers' behavior was impossible to miss."What just happened?" a man in a designer suit muttered to his companion, as his voice was filled with confusion."I have no idea," the woman in the elegant gown replied, with a bewildered tone. "But whatever he said, it worked.""Zip it, stay frosty, and hold the line."

Mrs. Davidson, who was caught off guard by Don Francisco's direct address, hesitated for a moment before raising a trembling hand and pointing toward the back of the hall. "There," she stammered with a voice that was barely audible. "He is sitting right there."Don Francisco's eyes followed her finger until they landed on Romeo, who sat with a puzzled look on his face. The room fell into an uneasy silence as Don Francisco motioned subtly to his men who were stationed discreetly around the hall. Instantly, they moved with swift precision towards Romeo.Romeo's scowl deepened as he saw the men approaching him. Confusion mingled with a growing sense of alarm, and he instinctively stood up and took a step back, only to find his path blocked by another of Don Francisco's men. The realization of what was about to happen dawned on him, and his heart pounded in his chest.Suddenly, two of Don Francisco's men grabbed Romeo's arms with a vice-like grip. He struggled briefly, but their hold w

Meanwhile inside the grand hall, the atmosphere was electric as the opulent chandeliers cast a warm glow over the elegantly dressed guests, who were gathered to celebrate the launch of the highly anticipated book. With Don Francisco still at a podium, his commanding presence captured the attention of everyone in the hall. Mrs. Davidson, looked fulfilled and satisfied that her useless ex son in law had been treated the way he was treated by Don Francisco's, infact, she revelled and relished the thought of Romeo's disgrace like it was a hard earned Victory.Don Francisco's continued in it's smooth and confident tone as he continued his endorsement of the book. "Ladies and gentlemen," he began, his eyes sweeping over the captivated audience, "this book does not just depicts extraordinary storytelling; it is a beacon of innovation and insight in the field of business and politics. It encapsulates the spirit of progress and the relentless pursuit of excellence that we all strive for."Th