With the tension still surrounding them after discovering the contents of the crates, Vivian, George, and Nora decided to contact their acquaintances, hoping to get some help to deal with the situation. They started calling several essential contacts, hoping to get support and assistance.Vivian, with trembling hands, dialled the first phone number. After a few rings, the voicemail answered. "No answer," she said in frustration, putting the phone down with an annoyed face.George tried the following number, but his call also went unanswered. "No one picks up," he said, beginning to show dissatisfaction. "Why aren't they all answering? Are they all unavailable?" Suddenly, his eyes widened. "Don't tell me they already know all this."Vivian shook her head. "No way. I'm sure this hasn't been disseminated. It was only given to us as a threat. So, no one knows this but us."George nodded.Nora, who was there, expressed worry and tried calling some acquaintances. "All of them are not answer
Paula continued to explain that she was invited to the event. She explained repeatedly, but the people still didn't believe her. They kept asking her to leave. She was accused of being a beggar who had entered the wrong room."I told you, I was invited. I didn't lie with my words," Paula said in a frustrated tone. She had sweat on her forehead and a panicked look on her face. This was so embarrassing. Her previous sense of pride and confidence was gone.Some people in the crowd started whispering while looking at Paula sarcastically. "Look, she doesn't even know how to dress properly for this event," someone whispered condescendingly.Another chimed in, "She must be a misplaced beggar. There's no way someone like her would come and be invited here. It's impossible."Paula felt her face heat up with shame and anger. "No, I'm not a beggar. I was actually invited. Please, check the guest list if you don't believe me," she exclaimed, trying to hold back the tears and shame that kept welli
"Seriously, I'm Emily and Jane's friend. They invited me here," Paula said, trying to explain again earnestly.After hearing Paula's explanation, some people finally began to believe that Paula did have a relationship with Emily and Jane. But even so, they still didn't want her in their midst. Their social classes were different, and no one would accept Paula at a prestigious event like this."I remember now. She was a woman who often begged Emily and Jane. She often begged to be invited to gatherings like this. She was always like this and would humble herself to get an invitation," explained one of the socialites who suddenly remembered Paula.All eyes focused on Paula, and they nodded, looking at her with a more disgusted look than before. Hearing the person's words, Paula looked down in shame. She did ask to be invited to events a few times, but in her opinion, not to the extent of begging."You don't insult me," Paula complained, voice full of sadness and anger."Who insulted you
Paula felt her anger overflow uncontrollably. In an instant, her emotions peaked. She had held back her anger for too long, and now it was exploding. With steady steps and a trembling body, she moved toward the people who had insulted her friends, who should have defended and supported her."You've gone too far," her voice was loud, full of pain and anger. "I was invited here just to be humiliated? You are disgusting."Her eyes filled with tears of anger as she stared at Emily. Emily looked terrified. Her face paled as Paula approached. Quickly, Emily swallowed, her mouth trembling. "What are you going to do? Stay away from me," she tried to sound firm, but her voice shook.Paula could no longer contain the anger burning in her chest. Several people tried to stop her, but with a strong push from Paula, they were thrown back. Paula approached Emily with a cold, piercing gaze filled with deep hatred."What are you going to do?" someone shouted in the background, anxious and panicked.Wi
They were shocked by Carson's words and how he spoke, raising his tone. As people with high self-esteem, this treatment made them angry and upset. Their faces turned red, and their gazes were sharp and full of hatred for Carson."Who do you think you are, huh? How dare you yell at us," complained Emily, her voice trembling with anger. She stared at Carson with blazing eyes, full of challenge. Carson stood tall without showing the slightest fear, unfazed by their rage.Alison, on the other hand, looked agitated. She hugged her husband's hand tightly, her eyes flashing with worry. "Honey, stop! This could get us into even more trouble," Alison coaxed, pleading.Carson shook his head firmly. "No. They've insulted you, so they have to pay for what they've done," he said in a voice full of conviction."Please," Alison pleaded in a soft yet hopeful tone.Carson finally lowered his ego, swayed by Alison's plea. However, even though she softened, the situation remained the same. Emily and her
"You won't be able to help Paula. She has beaten us therefore she will be jailed on charges of attempted murder," Emily said with great confidence. The article on the crime of attempted murder can be given when the person has taken out a knife, and there is an intention to kill. Meanwhile, Paula only danced with Emily and other women's hair. At the roughest, she just slapped their faces. It was just violence. She will still get a sentence, but not as severe as an attempted murder. Although Paula had no intention of killing and did not hold a knife, all of that could be managed. Emily is a woman from a wealthy background. He has enough money to pay a well-known lawyer and can even bribe a judge to get a victory over the charges he made."My mother couldn't have done that. She couldn't possibly intend to kill someone else. She knows the law well," Alison said firmly, insisting on defending her mother.Of course, Alison's defense only invited cynical laughter from Emily and her friends
"Do you think pretending to call will scare me? Not at all, because no matter who you call. No one will be able to help you," Lawson said.Emily and the others laughed along. Emily and the others could mock Lawson, saying, "You only dare to threaten. You didn't actually do anything. You didn't call anyone. Even if there is, the lawyer must only be in the mediocre class. If you're brave, show your courage before us and bring your lawyer here." Emily challenged Carson.Hearing that, Carson just smiled a little. "He's already on his way. You just wait," he replied.A few minutes later, the door to the room opened, and a very authoritative man entered. Everyone, including Emily and Richard Lawson, was stunned by the man's presence. He wore a formal suit in an elegant style and had a strong aura of presence.The man approached Carson and extended his hand. "I am Prof. Nathaniel Blackwood. I am here to handle your case, Mr. Carson."The name Nathaniel immediately dumbfounded everyone. Natha
Paula was surprised by Carson's statement. She could make a big party for herself. She was pleased about that. She had already imagined how big she would be if this happened. Paula looked up at Carson."Carson, can you really throw me a party? I'm not sure, but if you prove it, I'll believe it," Paula said, her eyes sparkling with hope.Carson smiled warmly. "Of course. Instead of mom going to someone else's party and being insulted, we'd better make our own party," he replied.Paula envisioned her dream party, her mind full of details. "Oh, I've imagined many things. Maybe we can have an elegant theme, with beautiful decorations and delicious food. And, of course, I want a very fancy party.""It's up to you. I can organize it," Carson replied confidently.He spoke with confidence that whatever Paula wanted could be realized. For him, throwing a big party was not a tricky thing. In fact, he could invite important people and learn all kinds of luxuries without difficulty."Then, how ab
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