Joel looked at the woman coldly. There was satisfaction when he called the damn man who had made this woman in front of him reject him repeatedly.
"No one can oppose me, even if it is you who is a small soldier with a small salary." He grinned.
At that moment, he saw Alisson's eyes twitch, which made him even more impatient.
Alisson's broken lips moved slowly. "You're really bad, Joel." His voice was so weak. By now, he had been hit on almost every part of his body. There were blood stains on his lips.
Joel leaned his body towards Alisson. He lifted Alisson's chin with his index finger. The snow-white face was now red. "You made me like this, Alice."
He now walked closer to the defenseless woman. He raised his right hand, which was still holding his cell phone. "You see, even he won't be able to save you and the child. He is a loser, man."
The words said by Joel were true. She and Carson had not seen each other in almost six years. She had such a bad life in the Baker family, who thought of him as an embarrassing piece of trash.
If it wasn't for her daughter, she wouldn't be here. But as a weak person, she couldn't do anything.
Her hands clenched into fists so tightly that the nails digging into her palms didn't hurt at all.
She was angry that Carson seemed to ignore her. She was disappointed that he never contacted her. She still loved Carson so much, but she now hated that man so much.
If he died, at least he could meet Carson, and he would do something to Carson's spirit that made his life bad. Almost six years had passed, and not once had he heard from her. The battlefield is a terrible place where one mistake can cost lives. Carson might have already left this world.
This was floor 35, and she felt no fear at all about killing herself. Rather than experiencing something that made her ashamed and humiliated. He had looked at the window in front of him. Alisson was getting ready to run over there and knock himself out.
Suddenly, Joel pulled on his shirt, which was immediately torn. Alisson swatted Joel's hand away and tried to run away from there. But the man's movements were faster than Alisson's until he caught Alisson's leg.
"Do you think you can escape from here?" he smirked. That face was so disgusting. His big arms were so strong and made Alisson helpless. "You have to make me happy first."
Alisson felt an overwhelming disgust that spread throughout his body. The man with the burly body only needed to tear Alisson's shirt again, and he could enjoy his body. But before he could do that, Alisson, who did not want to be touched by Joel, spat in Joel's face.
"You are disgusting! You will die in hell!" Her scream was so high that a slap from a burly hand finally landed on her cheek.
Her head hurt so much from this that she couldn't say anything out of her mouth. Then, her neck was strangled, making her unable to breathe properly. "The Bakers don't like you, they consider you a disgrace, and you're belittling me."
Alisson's eyes were still bright at that point. But the man in front of her then took her phone back, and that's when he showed Alisson the screen, making her eyes go wide.
It was very painful for her, seeing Charlotte, who was her child, being grabbed by Lucy, who was smiling at her. "Hey, Alisson, you must be having a good time over there." Lucy chuckled as she said that. "Take it easy. I'm also having fun here with your daughter. "I might make a handicap."
Lucy, who was her cousin, had never liked her. She was like a demon.
"Stop it! Please stop!" Alisson shouted while crying. She couldn't bear to have her daugther go through something like this, even though she seemed to have difficulty speaking due to being beaten repeatedly.
Her body was shaking with such force. "Please let Charlotte go. She's a child who doesn't know anything."
But Lucy, who was on the cell phone layer, showed no remorse at all. She looked happy. "That's why you should obey Joel! You're always so arrogant, bitch! You're a woman of the street! Sleeping with anyone is not a difficult thing for you!"
Everything Lucy said was a lie. But at this moment, she couldn't reply to Lucy's words that grabbed her daughter. The weak Alisson nodded his head repeatedly.
"Right... right... I'm a bitch. I will comply with your wishes. Please let her go..." she squeezed her hand firmly.
Joel rubbed his face roughly. He was quite happy that this stubborn woman finally showed weakness, and he would soon enjoy that beautiful and seductive body. He could have done it by force, but that would have been unpleasant. He wanted Alisson to do it willingly because it meant that Joel had won Alisson over completely.
"It's good that you finally obeyed." Joel held Allison's chin. Lifting that face and staring at the face that had blood stains.
He was exciting for her.
"You chose the right person, Alisson. Carson will never come to you. He's forgotten you and is not even a decent figure for you." He moved his head forward, and with great lust, he kissed Alisson's lips.
The wavy-haired woman wanted so badly to bite the man's lips, but she was forced to accept it because she thought of Charlotte.
The kiss made her cough.
"Take off your clothes." Joel gave the order.
Alisson's hands shook. This was so insulting. Her tears fell. At this moment, she hoped Carson was there and could help her.
"Take it off! Do you think your daughter will be okay!?"
That made great fear appear in Alisson. She began to take off her undershirt, revealing her bra.
"Show me more! I'll treat you well. I'm rich. Not a man until like Carson, who is just a soldier!" Joel was getting excited about this. The beautiful body that was about to become hers.
Alisson slowly took off the skirt she was wearing.
"Even if he comes back here, he can't do anything. He won't be able to resist the Benedict family, and I will give you the Grand wedding invitation."
The man finally couldn't hold himself back anymore. He pulled Alisson up and threw her onto the mattress. "Now satisfy me!"
Joel took off the shirt he was wearing. Just as he was about to advance, the door of the room suddenly opened with a loud noise that made the two people look towards the door.
How surprised they both were when they saw two figures coming. Carson immediately ran to Alisson and pulled her into a hug. His face showed great anxiety. Alisson stared at her husband's face with an incredulous look. A small smile spread across his face. Her expression was filled with hope. "You... you're back?" Alisson's voice sounded hoarse. Carson stared at Alisson's face with a complicated look. His heart ached when he saw his wife's scarred face. Carson nodded. "I came." He stroked Alisson's face and smoothed his wife's messy hair. "I'm sorry," he said guiltily. "I'm sorry." Alisson couldn't hold back her tears. She tried to smile. However, her smile was not so clear because her face had swollen. Her feelings at the moment were complicated. She was so happy that Carson had returned safely. However, on the other hand, she also felt unfortunate because her current condition was very messy. "Carson ...." Slowly, Alisson closed her eyes. She was losing consciousness. Carson'
Wayne realized that his brother had mentioned the wrong person. The person who could overthrow so many people in seconds was no ordinary person. Wayne pointed at Carson with fear. A figure like the man before him could not be from Sout River. "Who are you?" "Who am I?" Carson pointed at himself. "Just ask your brother." Wayne glanced at his brother. "Who is he? Tell me the truth."Joel looked uneasy. He glanced at Carson with horror on his face. "He... he's Alisson's husband." "Bastard!" Wayne scolded. "You're making such a big deal out of a woman?!" he snapped. "Where's your mind?" he continued.Wayne became frustrated. He rubbed his face roughly. His face turned frantic. His arrogance disappeared like it never existed. "Stay there, don't come any closer!" said Wayne, who saw Carson walking towards him.Carson grinned. "Now you're scared, huh?" "Says who?" Wayne argued. Even so, his voice trembled with fear. In all his life, he had never seen anyone scarier than Carson. "If you
Roger Skylar is an essential figure in the dragon army. His name had echoed in this vast world, stirring the hearts of every opponent he faced. When he saw how Carson underestimated Roger, Sergio seemed to know a way out. The man before him must have been just an ordinary Centauri to not recognize a power like Roger Skylar. Sergio was too happy to laugh, but he was also in pain. He felt his sternum shatter, and Sergio was unable to even stand up. Wayne also dared not move from his place because Darwis was still watching him. He took his cell phone from his coat pocket and immediately called Roger Skylar. "Mr. Roger, you're in South River, right?" asked Sergio hopefully. He heard that Roger had just arrived in this city because he was going to attend the wedding of one of Holy Dragon General. "Yes, what is it?" came Roger's not-so-friendly voice to Sergio. "Sir, there are members of the military bothering me," Sergio complained in a pleading voice. "I told him you were my master,
Alisson's eyebrows twitched. Her forehead suddenly wrinkled. Slowly but surely, Alisson opened her eyes. She saw the figure she loved so much sitting in front of her and looking at her lovingly. "Even in dreams, you are so sweet," Alisson sneered. The smile that she always remembered, the smile that always appeared from the fragments of her dreams for the past six years. Six years after her husband left, there was no way he was coming back, right? Alisson buried her head back into the pillow. With a slightly rambling voice, Alisson added. "If you're only coming to leave again, don't ever show up in my life again." Carson's whole soul was in turmoil. Was Alisson so miserable that she couldn't believe this was real? Was she that miserable? Carson's heart shattered into tiny pieces. He felt he had failed as a husband. He gently caressed Alisson's face. She couldn't hold back her tears anymore. Carson shed his tears, but he quickly wiped them away. His voice was soft and filled with
Darwis had tracked the video sender's cell phone and provided Carson with the coordinates. In addition to the coordinates, Darwis also provided details of the property owner. Carson punched the steering wheel hard when he found out the house belonged to Lucy, his wife's cousin. He used Roger's jeep and drove it at high speed. With military plates and special sirens, all passing cars immediately pulled over and gave way. A text message with a link came in, followed by a short message written by Darwis.“General, mayday! Look." Carson immediately pressed the link connected to the live broadcast on social media. His anger peaked when he saw the contents of the video. Meanwhile, Lucy forcibly brought Charlotte to the rooftop of her house. Her little bare feet stepped onto the house's rooftop, which was hot from the summer sun. Lucy forced Charlotte to walk barefoot even though the child looked in pain. Then, she tied Charlotte to a chair. The child's face was slightly swollen and red
"Savage!" Carson immediately ran over to Lucy and slapped her hard. Lucy, who was busy greeting her audience, did not notice Carson's arrival. "Bastard!" cursed Lucy, holding her cheeks that were red from Carson's slap. Carson kicked the cell phone used for live broadcasting and destroyed it instantly. "Who are you to slap me!" Lucy shouted angrily. She was the daughter of the Baker family, raised in comfort and security. Not a single person dared to treat her badly. Carson ignored Lucy's question. He walked over to Charlotte and looked at the child's condition. "Lotte... dear ...." Part of Charlotte's face was crushed, and her head was also bleeding. Carson's heart broke when he saw how bad his daughter's condition was. He took off his shirt and used it to bandage the wound on his daughter's head. "Hang in there, baby." He said. Carson looked at his daughter with regret. If only he had arrived earlier, his daughter would not have been injured like this. A wave of anger exp
Charlotte's eyebrows quivered, and she slowly opened her eyes. She was stunned to see a strange man sitting in front of her. Charlotte tried to get up, but her whole body ached. Charlotte initially felt a little scared, but when she remembered that the figure in front of her was her helper, her fear instantly disappeared. She then asked, "Uncle ... did you help me?" Charlotte asked. Her voice was so weak. "Thank you," she continued.Seeing Charlotte finally wake up after a period of unconsciousness, Carson felt very happy. However, when he heard his daughter call him uncle, Carson was so sad. He took Charlotte's hand and touched it gently. "Dear Lotte, this is Daddy," Carson said. He smiled with emotion. He couldn't take it anymore and burst into tears. His heart was filled with happiness when he finally met his daughter. The expected meeting would be filled with joy, but instead, he had to see his daughter, who was seriously injured. "Sorry... I'm sorry." Charlotte was shocked to
After medical treatment, Charlotte's condition improved somewhat. Seeing her daughter in pain while being treated it hit Carson hard. Charlotte's words were still ringing in Carson's head. He promised himself that he would protect Charlotte with everything he had. Even Heaven would fight Carson if it were to protect his beloved daughter. "I'm going home with my daughter and wife first. You drop us off.""Yes, sir." Darwis nodded, and he agreed. He went down first to prepare the car to take Carson's little family.After giving orders to Darwis, Carson approached Alison and Charlotte again. "Who was that man?" Alison asked. She was curious why the man was always helping them."He was my friend in the military. "We are good friends." Carson lied a little. "Really?" Alison was a little sceptical."I'm not lying. Come on, let's go home." Carson invited Alison to go home. Alison nodded. She got up, and Alison winced slightly as she felt her body still sore. She helped Charlotte to get
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