The man demanded compensation. Alison glanced at the car before her, noticing it wasn't damaged. If there had been any impact, it would have hit Charlotte. This realization made Alison glare at the man in front of her with a cold expression, frowning. She wanted to say something, but Charlotte beat her to it.Charlotte stared at the man with fiery eyes, remembering all the cruelty she had just witnessed. "I didn’t damage your car, Uncle! Are you blind?" Her voice rose, reflecting the bubbling anger inside her.Alison raised her eyebrows, trying to catch her breath. She wanted to step forward but hesitated. The man, raising his hand, blinked at Charlotte. "You little brat don’t know any rules. Pay up, or I’ll call the police to arrest you. You rude little child."Charlotte bit her lip, struggling to hold back tears as she looked at the trembling cat in her hands. "This cat is more important than your car. You almost ran it over. You should be the one compensating."Alison’s cold gaze s
Carson was on the verge of punching the man in front of him. His right hand was raised, ready to strike, but he hesitated when his eyes caught Charlotte's figure beside him. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself, though his muscles tensed with anger, nearly reaching its peak. He composed himself now.Seeing Carson's hesitation, the man laughed mockingly, his voice echoing in the silence. "I knew it. Turns out, you're the cowardly type of husband." He stepped forward, lifting his left hand with a wicked grin. "Such a shame for a beautiful woman like this," he said, grabbing Alison's cheek from behind, his fingers gently pressing into her skin. He looked pleased to see Carson not fighting back. He thought Carson was silent because he was afraid. But that was a grave mistake."Married to a useless husband. If I were her, I would've left you long ago and found a more reliable man," he added.Charlotte was shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief at the man's words. Anger and hurt
The man arguing with Carson still seemed intensely curious about the answer from the driver of the Bugatti La Voiture Noire. He couldn't understand why the owner of such an expensive car would kneel before Carson. It wasn't just surprising—it was utterly incomprehensible to him. A wealthy man bowing to someone so poor made no sense in his mind.The luxury car driver stood up and looked at the man before him with a condescending gaze, sizing him up from head to toe. He did this twice but found nothing interesting about the man. His expression showed that he didn't think he needed to provide an answer."Do I really need to answer that question?" he asked indifferently.His arrogant attitude angered the man, but he didn't dare to scold the driver for some reason. He knew connecting with wealthy people like him could be advantageous, perhaps even leading to lucrative business opportunities."I'm just curious," the man replied, lowering his voice.Despite his anger, he tried to keep his co
The man was beaten beyond recognition and severely injured. His right hand was even broken, and he was utterly exhausted, his eyes drooping with fatigue. He couldn't fight anymore, not even a little. Regret filled him for having provoked the wrong person.“I was such a fool. I had no idea he was this strong,” the man thought.Through his blurry vision, he saw again the luxury car driver kneeling before Carson. This confirmed that Carson, indeed, was the master of that man. Realizing this, the man felt even more foolish for letting anger and ego cloud his judgment. He wouldn’t have ended up like this if he had been more rational.Carson was satisfied after pummeling his opponent. His fists were covered in blood. The driver handed him a towel, and Carson extended his hands. The driver carefully wiped the blood from Carson’s hands.Once his hands were clean, Carson turned around and took a step before pausing briefly. "Take care of this situation. Make sure that man receives the most dre
The following day, Carson invited Alison for a jog. They were both ready, wearing quick-drying clothes. They had prepared drinks, snacks, and a few other things."Are you ready?" Carson asked.Alison nodded. "Of course, I’m ready. All of this is to become stronger. I don’t want to be a burden to you," she replied.Carson smiled proudly. He wasn’t happy because Alison would no longer be a burden but because she could protect herself. Those were two different things. Carson would always make Alison his priority in life. Whatever happened, he would help his beloved wife.They got into the car and drove to a park near their home. The park was spacious, with plenty of shade and trees, making it a great place to exercise.Once they arrived, they started running. Carson set a goal of five laps around the park, which wasn’t a decision made lightly. He had assessed Alison’s abilities and was confident she could do it. Alison worked out regularly, so this should be easy.This physical training
Ryan still clung to what he wanted to believe. No matter how often Alison explained, it wouldn’t change his opinion unless the realization came from within himself. Unfortunately, that was nearly impossible since his heart was clouded with accusations and hatred toward Carson. “Alison, wake up. You’re being brainwashed by this man. Just divorce him,” Ryan urged. Carson, hearing those words, felt a mix of anger and confusion. He didn’t recognize the man standing before him. It was strange for someone to appear suddenly and lash out in such fury, accusing him of being a lousy husband and demanding Alison divorce him. Carson couldn’t understand the man’s reasoning at all. Ryan continued, “Look at him. Rough and poor, unable to give you a decent life. While I... I can give you everything. Cars, houses, a bright future. I can offer you happiness that this man will never be able to.” He pointed toward Carson. Alison was unaffected by his words. “Love isn’t just about money. Kindness
When some strangers in the park started insulting Carson, Ryan felt a new surge of confidence. He grinned widely, satisfied to hear those people beginning to take his side. With this, he was sure he could win Alison away from Carson."Look at them, Alison. Even they know this man doesn't deserve to be your husband. You should realize that," he shouted, directing attention to the crowd interested in the argument. "He's just a poor, useless man. And now, he's even an abusive husband," Ryan added, pointing toward Carson.A voice from behind said, “A poor and ungrateful husband doesn’t deserve to be kept around. If I were that woman, I’d definitely leave my husband.”"Same here. As a woman, we have self-respect. I wouldn't want to be hurt like that," said another.Ryan smiled, seeing support starting to build around him. "Exactly. You all can see it, right? This man has hurt Alison, which is unforgivable. That's why I want to save her from this ungrateful man."Several people began to mov
Ryan remained silent for a long time. He felt a sharp blow to his heart as if he had been rejected while confessing his love. Even though he hadn’t done that, the situation made it clear she disliked him. Ryan lifted his head, looking alternately at Alison and Carson.Alison took a deep breath, calming herself. "I run to become stronger, for myself. No one forces me. I want to be strong so I won’t burden my husbands anymore. If I can protect myself, he won’t have to worry about me anymore." Her voice was firm, but her frustration was evident. She was clearly annoyed by Ryan's stubbornness."Our family is perfectly fine," Carson added.Hearing that, Ryan felt ashamed. He wanted to disappear from embarrassment but wasn’t ready to give up. He wasn’t the man to run away after making a mistake. After a brief silence, he stood up and bowed his head.“I’m sorry for what I did earlier,” he said softly, full of regret. “I just… I just don’t want to see you get hurt by anyone else. I like you,
Just as Carson was about to start gathering with his family, he received a call from Darwis. He walked out again. I also got the news that everything was fine. All locations had been checked once again and were completely safe. That made him relieved."Thank you. You'v worked very hard," Carson said to Darwis on his cell phone."You too. Without you, we wouldn't have been able to get all this done. As always, you're amazing, we really depend on you," Darwis said. Carson nodded. "That's how teamwork works. We have to complement each other," he said."Right." A few seconds of silence. Darwis took a breath and exhaled. "Happy New Year, General," he said. Carson smiled. "Happy new year."Carson spent New Year's Eve at home with his little family. He felt warm because it was full of joy. In the living room, twinkling lights adorned the Christmas tree that still stood majestically in the corner, even though the new year was almost here. By the way, now, the curtains were open, reveal
Carson was silent for a moment after hearing the news from Darwis. Shock and anxiety were clearly visible on his face. "The elite neighborhood? Where is my family?" his voice was full of confusion, and anxiety immediately spread to him. He looked at his subordinates with questioning eyes. Carson even swallowed. "We have to leave immediately. We have no more time. Let's go," he ordered firmly, without hesitation.His troops looked at each other. Still confused by what had happened, their brains were not working properly because today, too many things had happened. They worked so hard that their bodies and minds were exhausted.Carson, who saw that, patted their shoulders one by one. "Come on, let's go. We have to stop the bomb or there will be more casualties," he said.His troops nodded with a slightly blank stare. But they kept walking and, after a few seconds, finally understood what was happening.His troops quickly launched a focused search operation, dividing into groups to explo
Inside the room that was once dominated by the criminals, the atmosphere was now different. Carson stood upright in front of a large desk, where maps and important information were scattered. Around him, his subordinates, including his loyal men, stood with thoughtful expressions. They had just conquered the enemy base, and although the atmosphere was a little calmer, a feeling of anxiety and vigilance still coursed through them."Tonight is New Year's Eve, finally," said one of the soldiers with a relieved smile. "After everything that happened, it feels like we've accomplished everything. We can rest now.""Right," added another. "They've been defeated, we've won. It's over. Everything is calmer."Carson looked at them all with a serious gaze, but no smile appeared on his face. When he finally opened his mouth, his voice sounded calm yet full of a deep burden. All gazes were fixed on Carson."It's not over yet," Carson said, furrowing his brow.Everyone fell silent at those words. T
Behind the dark screen, the criminals sat with evil smiles etched on their faces. They felt no anxiety or fear of the consequences of what they were doing. Instead, they celebrated the chaos they had created as if this was a game they were enjoying. In a cramped room filled with computer screens and communication devices, one of them stood confidently, looking at his colleagues, who were laughing uproariously.They were a bunch of crazy people who loved chaos. They were doing all this for fun, especially since Carson had captured their leader. No one could restrain them, which made them even crazier and freer."You see," the man said in a low voice, full of confidence, "no matter how hard they try, they'll never be fast enough to stop us. No matter how many they send, we're already ahead of the game. They will only play in the game we make."Across the table, his partner nodded with a wide smile, his eyes twinkling. "This is very fun indeed. If they die, we'll bring more dead with us.
The atmosphere in the town of Springvale was tense, but as time passed, most citizens still went about their routines with little knowledge of what was really going on behind the scenes. They were deliberately not allowed to know what was happening.A few residents gathered in a café not far from the city center, enjoying a cup of morning coffee. Some glanced outside, noting the number of military vehicles and troops that seemed to be getting ready. A large truck full of equipment was also seen stopped in front of the government building. Although most of them didn't know exactly what was going on, the rumbling sound was quite obvious and made them wonder."Look at that. It looks like something big is happening," said one resident, a man in his 40s sitting by the window. He observed the soldiers passing by in full uniform, his hand holding a coffee cup. Do you think this has something to do with New Year's Eve preparations?"A young woman sitting at the table next to him looked out wi
Arriving at the car, he threw his luggage into the side seat roughly, then started the engine with a shudder. When he stepped on the gas pedal, the roaring sound of the engine seemed to represent the anger that was welling up inside him. On the way to his house, his head continued to be filled with images of the fallen victims, the faces he could not save.On the way, Carson grabbed his cell phone and dialed Darwis' contact number. A long ringing sound was heard before Darwis finally picked it up."Darwis," Carson's voice sounded hoarse, trying to hold back his emotions. "This isn't the end for us. I promise I'll handle this better."Darwis was silent for a few seconds. He sensed Carson's disappointment. "I understand, General. We won't let our guard down again either. Forgive us for being negligent." He felt disappointed in himself. "If only we had moved quickly, maybe the bomb wouldn't have exploded, and there wouldn't have been any casualties. All of this is my fault.""You can't b
Cason sat in his chair, his eyes not leaving the large screen in front of him. Although the atmosphere in the headquarters was getting tense, he felt that something was making him more anxious than ever. Slowly, he pulled out his cell phone from his pants pocket, staring at the name on the screen, Alison. He was worried about his wife's state.He took a deep breath before pressing the call button as if gathering the strength to hear the voice he had missed for so long because he was busy with this stressful situation. The phone rang for a few seconds, and finally, Alison's soft voice was heard on the other end."Hello, darling," Alison's soothing voice seemed to sweep away some of his worries.Carson sat up and leaned his back against the chair, trying to calm himself down. "Hello, sweetheart. Are you all right?" Carson said, his voice soft despite the anxiety in his heart."I'm fine." Alison was a little shocked that Carson would ask such a question just now. "Are you okay? If there'
After securing the enemy leader, Cason and his subordinates took him to a dark and isolated room nearby, where the interrogation would take place. The room was lit only by a small chandelier hanging in the center, giving it a tense feel. In one corner, there was a cold metal table, and the chair facing it was empty as if awaiting their role in this interrogation. The leader of the enemy, his face was pale. He was beginning to fear what Carson would do to him.The man, now bound and looking more tired than ever, sat with his body slightly bent. His eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily. In front of him, Cason stood with a sharp gaze. Darwis, along with several other team members, stood by the door, guarding against any interruptions during the interrogation process.Cason walked slowly around the table, his steps heavy and full of a chilling, murderous aura. He didn't say a word, just looked at the enemy leader, who seemed to be getting more and more panicked at Carson's aura."W
Cason faced the two men with his abilities. It turned out that his two opponents were stronger, and again, the two were very compact and very difficult to defeat. Without hesitation, he moved quickly, utilizing his speed and agility to dodge their attacks. His steps were measured while his two opponents worked together, trying to surround him from two directions.The big man moved first, trying to pin Cason down with big, fast steps. However, Cason was ready. He stepped back one step, nimbly dodging the man's outstretched hand. In an instant, he seized the opening, darting forward and blocking the movement of the small man who was trying to get close. Cason's movements were so fast that the little man could only be stunned for a moment, giving Cason room to go further.However, the big man did not give up. He turned around and attacked with a sharp movement, trying to hit with full force. Cason dodged quickly, just a step away from the attack. Cason's every move was meticulous, making