In a meeting room gleaming with crystal chandeliers and walls decorated with national flags, several politicians and high-ranking officials gathered to discuss the increasingly heated national issues. The room was filled with a severe and tense aura, low murmured voices, and the tapping of pens on the table, a backdrop that contrasted with the silence of the grand room.Faces were wearing furious expressions, looking at each other as if sharing the same frustration. On the screen in front of them was the face of Lucas Carter, a tycoon now the centre of attention. Most politicians felt angry and disappointed, talking about the Carter family's irresponsible actions amid a significant threat to the country."It's unacceptable." One senior politician opened his voice in an angry tone. "At a time when our country needs the full support of all citizens, including the rich, they instead choose to cooperate with other countries. As if they don't care about what happens here!"Several heads no

After taking a long rest, Ryan and Adam finally recovered enough to have a severe talk with Lucas, even though they were still covered in wounds and bandages.Lucas sat in a chair right in front of Ryan and Adam with his usual cold, serious face. The situation around them was already conditioned, with Julian, Wanda, and several bodyguards standing guard outside the hospitalization room.Ryan and Adam looked at each other briefly, then Ryan opened the conversation. "We did what you wanted." Ryan shifted his position slightly to be more comfortable. "We've managed to get the data. You must have received half of what was sent earlier. The rest... is still with us."At least Adam and Ryan could breathe a sigh of relief because they had sent the data before being caught by the pursuing men. Luckily, half the data was still stored in Ryan and Adam's bodies, so they managed to survive by not opening their mouths at all and feeling the data they had obtained.Lucas nodded slowly, his face ser

The atmosphere in the press conference room was getting hotter and hotter, like a small fire was starting to burn. Dozens of journalists filled the room, some even standing at the back as there weren't enough chairs to accommodate everyone. The spotlight was constantly focused on Lucas Carter and President Marshall standing on the main stage. Rumors of Lucas's possible "betrayal" kept coming up, creating whispers of speculation among the audience."This country is serious about protecting its sovereignty and its wealth." President Marshall stepped forward to deliver a message that silenced the entire room. His voice was firm as he said, "We will give no place to anyone who tries to take what belongs to this country."One of the reporters sitting in the front row then raised his hand and shouted, "Isn't one of those traitors Lucas Carter?"The President smiled slightly as if he had expected this question to arise. Calmly, he turned to the journalist. "Oh, Mr. Lucas Carter? Perhaps many

Lucas stood calmly in the lab, watching the screen in front of him. The blue and green light from the monitor bounced off his face."We've developed new technology, Master." Next to him stood a scientist in a white lab coat, showing the latest test data on the screen. "It can inhibit a person's ability to move for five minutes. Paralyzes the brain's network and connected conditions."Lucas looked at the scientist with slightly narrowed eyes. "So, you think this will be effective on a large scale?"The scientist nodded confidently. "Yes, Master. At the very least, it will be enough to inflict pain and stop them for five minutes."The scientist pointed to a graph depicting the technology's effects. Several images of damaged nerve tissue and brain provisions were shown realistically on the large screen.Lucas smiled and nodded slowly. "Five minutes, I think, is enough to outwit the enemy. But is it enough to torture them?"The scientist tilted his head, thinking for a moment. "The five-m

Lucas sat leisurely in a spacious room with soft sofas, the dim lights creating a calm atmosphere. His hand held a half-full wine glass, occasionally shaking the contents with a faint smile. On the small table in front of him was a plate of neatly cut fresh fruits - grapes, strawberries, apples, all looking fresh and tantalizing.Every now and then, she smiled. A small smile with one corner of her lips pulled slightly upwards with a squint, looking into the wine glass as if searching for something inside.Suddenly, a slight commotion was heard from the direction of the door. Several black-clad figures entered briskly a few seconds later, each wearing a face covering that added to the mysterious and sinister impression. They stood tall before Lucas, looking at him with piercing gazes, ready to act.However, Lucas only raised his eyebrows slightly with a small smile, as if their arrival was no surprise to him. Without the slightest nervousness, he leaned more casually against the sofa,