"Mr. Garnett, the arrest of that terrible terrorist, 'Don Boer' was a masterstroke! Helton City and the entire PortVarter State owe you a debt of gratitude. That man terrorized us for far too long." Josh, one of Douglas's assistants, expressed his excitement with a slight bow.Douglas gave a casual smile as he descended the grand staircase of his sprawling mansion, the victory feeling almost insignificant to him. After all, it was nothing compared to the many triumphs he had helped PortVarter State achieve over the past four years.Before Douglas could speak, the heavy oak doors of the living room were pushed open and two men in police uniforms strode inside with their stern faces and stiff postures breaking the relaxed elegance of the mansion. They walked straight up to Douglas. "Mr. Douglas Garnett, you are under arrest," one of the officers spoke with authority. Douglas’s eyes narrowed slightly, as he stared at the officers coldly. Even Douglas' assistants who flanked him sta

“You really are delusional if you think PortVarter’s future depends on you,” Linda continued with her tone dripping with contempt. “Do you even understand who you’re up against? "My family is aligning with the Drakes, the most powerful and prestigious family in Sierra, Remalia’s capital!Do you know what that means?"She asked, eying Douglas with contempt."...It means that Marvin, the young heir of the Drake family, who is my future husband..."She emphasized, smiling broadly to let that sink in and intimidate Douglas even more."...will be taking over the management of PortVarter. And with his resources and brilliance, within a year, this state’s GDP will easily exceed 30 trillion!”Upon hearing Linda's words, Douglas couldn't help but chuckle, finding her naivety and foolishness almost laughable.He knew the sacrifices he had made to make PortVarter what it currently was. He couldn't wait to see what this so-called "Marvin" would achieve.“This will prove to the whole nation ho

Douglas met Nelson’s gaze without flinching. “I was brought in on accusations of corruption, bribery, and solicitation,” he said casually, as though discussing the weather. Nelson’s face twisted in shock. “What?!” He nearly jumped out of his skin, his reaction so abrupt that even the officers flinched. Nelson couldn’t believe his ears. The man before him was none other than the same Douglas Garnett who, over the past four years, had revolutionized PortVarter State. Under Douglas’s leadership, schools had been built, child trafficking rings dismantled, infrastructure modernized, and healthcare for ordinary citizens drastically improved. Prices had stabilized, production increased, crime fought relentlessly, and social welfare programs enhanced to benefit everyone. Even the mayor of Grena, a notoriously tough and critical figure, had treated Douglas with the utmost respect, often speaking to him with the politeness reserved for dignitaries. “Impossible!”

However, before Armand could finish his sentence, his words were cut short by Linda. “What does Douglas have to do with our dinner?”"Why would you ruin our mood by mentioning that criminal's name?" Linda snapped, her voice sharp and biting."Criminal?" Armand blinked in confusion.How could Douglas Garnett be called a criminal? Had they understood who he was talking about?"Haven't you heard the news?" Linda narrowed her eyes.Armand stammered, looking even more confused. "What... news?""I'm talking about the renowned Douglas Garnett who saved PortVarter..."Linda let out a sarcastic laugh."Look it up yourself. Douglas is a criminal involved in numerous crimes! He is nothing more than a dog we took in out of kindness.""Don't tell me you actually believe the ridiculous rumours about him—that he's some great leader who saved PortVarter..."Linda leaned back in her chair, a glass of expensive wine in hand, as she continued her tirade. "Let's be clear," she sneered, narrowing he

The tension in the dining hall reached its peak as Stewart and Marvin's expressions darkened upon hearing Lieutenant Governor Mason's cutting remarks. Linda shifted uncomfortably in her seat, glancing nervously between her father and Marvin. Stewart, his face flushed with anger, stood abruptly and slammed his fist against the table, causing the silverware to rattle.“How dare you speak to me like this, Mason!”He barked, his voice filled with indignation. “You think some uneducated, talentless orphan like Douglas Garnett is indispensable? Let me remind you that without my mercy, that man wouldn't even be alive today.”Mason, unshaken by the governor's outburst, crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. His disdain was palpable. “Mercy, you say? Mercy didn’t build PortVarter’s roads or stabilize its economy. Mercy didn’t drive ‘The Baddie’ back across the border or save countless lives in this state. Mercy didn’t achieve a GDP of 20 trillion. Those accomplishments belong to Douglas