"You can't drag me out of the party!" Judas yelled, his voice echoing through the room like a thunderclap, his face red with rage, like a volcano erupting. "You promised to give me this contract! You can't drag me out of here like a nobody! I paid so much money to be able to get this contract!" he shouted, his words tumbling out like a waterfall, his eyes blazing with indignation, like a wildfire burning out of control.Mr. Albert's expression turned cold, like a winter frost, his voice dripping with disdain, like a slow-dripping faucet. "You can't say you spent money; do I collect a dine from you? Did I promise to give you this contract? I never promised you; you're the one who made your imagination run wild," he said, his words cutting like a knife, his eyes piercing like a sharp gaze."Why will I give a contract to someone who's not worth it? Do you think I didn't hear all the news about you?" he continued, his voice rising like a crescendo, his words painting a picture of disgust,

"When? Next week? Next month? Next year?" Marco asked, his voice heavy with sarcasm, like a weight crushing Judas's excuses. "You've had three days already, and what have you done? Nothing!"Judas shifted uncomfortably in his seat, his eyes avoiding Marco's piercing gaze, like a guilty criminal avoiding a detective's spotlight. "I'll go get him, I promise," he muttered, his voice barely audible, like a whisper in a hurricane.Marco's face turned red with anger, his eyes flashing like a knife. "You'd better, Judas. You'd better bring Uncle home safe and sound, or you'll have to answer to me," he warned, his voice low and menacing, like a predator stalking its prey.Judas nodded, his head bobbing up and down like a puppet on a string, his eyes fixed on the floor, like a guilty man staring at his own shame. He knew he had failed, and he knew he had to make it right, or face the consequences."I will, Marco. I swear it," he said, his voice laced with determination, like a warrior preparin

"I need to find a way to bring Tyler down, he thinks he is bigger than everyone!" Judas exclaimed, his voice seething with anger, his eyes blazing like hot coals. He paced back and forth in his luxurious office, his expensive shoes clicking on the marble floor.Butler Leo walked to where Judas was, his footsteps silent on the carpet. "I have a suggestion, sir," he said, his voice low and measured, his eyes fixed on Judas's face."Suggestions?" Judas asked, surprised, his eyebrow raised in curiosity. He stopped pacing and turned to face Butler Leo, his hands clasped behind his back."Yes, you can try getting closer to Tyler's favorite man, you can get information to bring Tyler down from him," Butler Leo said, his voice calm and collected.Judas's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with the idea. "And do you think he will agree to do that?" he asked, his voice skeptical, his hand tucked into his pocket."Yes, he will agree," Butler Leo said, his eyes never leaving Judas's face. "It's not f

Alex nodded, feeling a sense of unease. He knew he had to think carefully about this decision. He couldn't just betray the General without considering the consequences."Alright, Janet. I'll think about it. But I need some time alone to consider everything," Alex said, his voice firm.Janet nodded, her smile still plastered on her face. "Take all the time you need, Alex. But don't take too long. Judas won't wait forever."Alex nodded, feeling a sense of pressure. He knew he had to make a decision soon, but he couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off.As he walked out of the room, he couldn't help but feel like he was being watched. He looked around, but there was no one there. Shrugging it off, he continued on his way, his mind racing with thoughts of Judas, the General, and his family's future.Little did he know, Janet was watching him from the shadows, a calculating glint in her eye. She knew exactly what she was doing, and she was determined to get what she wanted, no

Tyler's face turns red with anger, his eyes blazing with a fierce protectiveness. "You're not listening to me!" he explodes, his voice echoing through the hospital room. "She's my wife, and I know her better than anyone. She's strong, she's capable, and she doesn't need to be monitored like some fragile patient!"The doctor's expression remains calm and professional, his eyes filled with a deep understanding of the situation. "Mr. Tyler, I understand your concerns, but please trust us. We're not just monitoring Adrianna's health, we need to ensure she's safe and healthy."Tyler's anger slowly gives way to frustration and helplessness. He looks at Adrianna, who is watching the exchange with a calm and gentle expression. Her eyes are filled with a deep understanding and trust, and she reaches out to take Tyler's hand in hers."Tyler, please," she says softly. "Let them do their job. I'm in good hands."Tyler's face softens, his eyes filling with tears as he looks at Adrianna. He nods