Vivian and George looked surprised at Carson's request. "A hundred times?" Vivian asked, her voice trembling with disbelief.George could only stare at Carson with wide-open eyes, incredulous at the punishment that seemed so unfair to them. It was too much, in their opinion. They felt angry and confused. It seemed impossible that they should be punished in such a way just because of a bit of anger. They had only yelled at Alison a little. Just a little, they thought.Vivian turned to Nora, hoping she would help them out of this situation. "Grandma, help us!" she said in a pleading tone.However, Nora was silent, her gaze blank and showing no hint of compassion. She clearly had no intention of blocking Carson's request. Nora realised this was the last chance to make things right for their company. If Carson or Alison got annoyed now, they might not get this chance again."Do it!" snapped Carson in a stern tone. His voice was full of authority and frightening indifference. The cold, int
As Alison had promised, she prepared to go to the contract signing for the general's project. When Alison opened the door of her house, Vivian was already waiting in front with a very friendly smile. Nimbly, Vivian opened the car door for Alison."Please come in," Vivian said softly and respectfully.Alison glanced back hesitantly. Paula stood in the doorway, her face displaying a mixture of worry and hope. After a few seconds, Paula nodded slowly, allowing Alison to leave with Vivian."Be careful," Paula said, her voice faltering with anxiety.Alison nodded and let out a long breath before stepping into the car. As the car drove away from the house, Alison felt awkward. This was her first time sitting in a car with Vivian without any other family members.Sitting in the driver's seat, Vivian smiled genuinely at Alison through the rearview mirror. Her voice was soft as if she wanted to relieve the tension in the car."Thank you for helping us. You're really a lifesaver for us. It's al
Alison was terrified. She was filled with an overwhelming feeling of anxiety. She woke up with everything she had. She was about to leave to check on her daughter, but suddenly Vivian stopped her. Vivian was smiling broadly.Vivian slapped Alison hard. She looked at Alison with eyes that burned with hatred."The pain of this slap is nothing compared to what we can do to your daughter," Vivian said in a threatening voice. "Hurry home and see if she's still safe or not. If not, it's all because of your stupidity."Still shocked and in pain, Alison stared at Vivian with a desperate look. "What did you do to my daughter?" she asked in a trembling voice, filled with deep anxiety.Vivian only smiled sarcastically. "I won't tell you. Hurry home and check for yourself. If anything bad happens, just remember that this results from your stupid decision."Alison ran, ignoring the pain of the slap. All she could think about was her partner, Charlotte. "Lotte, you have to be okay. Please," Alison
Carson froze, hands clenched tightly into fists. Anger burned inside him after finding his son kidnapped for the second time. Previously, the culprits were Sergio and his family. But this time, he was sure it wasn't them. There were only two possibilities in her mind. The first was her uncle Marlo or Alison's grandmother, Nora."It must be one of them," Carson thought with tension and anger.On the other hand, Alison looked very panicked, her face pale and frightened. The trauma of the previous kidnapping was still with her, and she couldn't imagine her daughter having to go through the same thing again."We don't have that much money," Alison said in a shaky voice, trying to explain the situation.The caller didn't give her a chance to negotiate. "Don't think I'm stupid. I know very well that you guys had a grand wedding celebration in the biggest building in Springvale. That party obviously required a lot of money. If you can afford to spend that much on such an event, you must have
The kidnappers burst out laughing, the satisfaction evident on their faces. Their success in threatening Alison was the first step of their grand plan - however, they knew it was only the beginning. Their job was to blackmail Alison as much as possible, and if necessary, they wouldn't hesitate to torture Charlotte to get her to do what they wanted. "It seems so easy to get this much money," one of the kidnappers said with a big laugh. His voice echoed in the dark, smoke-filled room. His friends joined in the laughter, their eyes shining with pleasure."100 million dollars, that's a lot of money. We can live comfortably without having to work for the next few years," he continued, his eyes twinkling at the thought of a new life of luxury. "With that much money, I can sleep with several women simultaneously. They'll be the fulfillment of my lust. Just thinking about it makes me lustful.""You're always like that. You pervert," his partner complained.The kidnapper shrugged his shoulde
Shortly after his subordinates left, the factory door creaked open, and a middle-aged woman entered with confident steps. She wore simple yet neat clothes and seemed to have finished her business quickly.She also looked hurried, as if she wanted to leave immediately. The kidnap leader narrowed his eyes. He recognized this middle-aged woman. They had worked together several times. The middle-aged woman walked with the help of a cane, but her face still looked younger. Of course, it was because of the expensive treatments she used.Shortly after arriving there, she glanced at Charlotte. It looked like Charlotte wanted to say something, but her mouth was gagged with a cloth. She just screamed, but her voice didn't come out. The middle-aged woman smiled, satisfied."Everything is ready," she said, her voice full of assurance. "I've contacted the buyer and am ready to sell the girl. I'll take her. Your job is done here. Ah, yes. Just be careful because this girl's father is quite powerful
The chaos in the factory wasn't over yet. Suddenly, the factory roof exploded with a booming sound, sending debris and dust everywhere. The sound of the explosion was loud and shook the ground, followed by a rumbling sound that signaled that a bomb had exploded. The kidnappers lying on the floor stared upwards in fear, feeling that this situation had gone beyond the limit."Is that the sound of a bomb?" asked one of the kidnappers in an anxious tone, his eyes widening as he watched the roof debris fall."Looks like it," replied the other kidnapper, his voice trembling. They all felt confused and surprised. They were just kidnappers, not terrorists, and now it was as if they were caught up in a much bigger situation than they had imagined.The surprises weren't over yet. Several helicopters appeared from behind the debris, flying low and making whirring sounds that added to the noise around the factory. The kidnappers stared wide-eyed, fear paralyzing them. The sound of the approaching
Kayla stood in front of the kidnapper tied to the chair, her gaze sharp and determined. The torture items she prepared were placed on the table beside him, creating a tense atmosphere there. The kidnapper shuddered, he tried to rebel, but he couldn't break the bonds on his body. Carson stood on the other side, carefully monitoring every movement. He was the general, only giving orders. Let the subordinates do everything else."How does it feel now? Still want to keep your mouth shut?" Kayla started the conversation, her voice cold and full of emphasis.The kidnapper looked at her with eyes full of hatred, yet her strength and confidence seemed to fade in the face of preparations that hurt her. "I won't tell you anything. I told you, I don't know who that person is. We only met once," he replied in a determined voice.Kayla raised an eyebrow, her smile thin and full of sarcasm. "You think I'll believe you? It's foolish of you to think so. If you don't tell me who's behind all this, don
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