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Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 42
After ending the call with the bank's representatives, Marvin held his phone high to video-call Stewart. His face was flushed with excitement as he panned the camera across the rows of stacked boxes. The sheer number of them was breathtaking, even to him, and he couldn’t wait to see Stewart’s reaction. “Governor Clarke, look at this!” Marvin exclaimed, his voice trembling with enthusiasm. “It’s all here. Dozens of rows, each filled to the brim with what I believe are that criminal’s dirty millions!” On the other end of the line, Stewart leaned closer to his screen, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “Incredible! Marvin, this could be the biggest embezzlement case in the history of PortVarter. That bastard, Douglas, is finished!” Stewart paused, as if struck by an idea. “Listen, Marvin. Record a proper video of the entire warehouse—every single row and box—and send it to me. We need to document everything. This is evidence that could shake the country.” Marvin nodded, eage
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The lid finally came off, revealing... stacks of envelopes. Marvin, though initially caught off guard, quickly dismissed the confusion with a smirk."So that's it," he muttered to himself. "That criminal, Douglas, must have had some bizarre habit of storing cash inside envelopes. What a ridiculous way to hoard money!"The thought irritated him. Marvin could almost imagine Douglas reveling in this peculiar preference, stuffing envelopes with bills as some sort of ritual. It was laughable. "What kind of fool goes to such lengths just to satisfy an odd obsession?" he sneered inwardly.Determined to expose the hidden fortune, Marvin turned to the nearest bank employee."Open one of the envelopes," he ordered. "Let's see exactly how much cash the criminal has been hiding."The employee hesitated momentarily but complied. Carefully, he slit open the top of the envelope, his fingers trembling slightly as he pulled out its contents. His eyes widened as he unfolded a single sheet of
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As the bank employees and officials continued to open the remaining boxes, they discovered that every single one was filled not with money or valuables, but with letters. The officials carefully unfolded the papers, their eyes scanning the heartfelt messages within.Some of the letters came from children in war-torn regions, their words scribbled with shaky hands thanking Douglas for providing them with shelter, food, and education when all hope had been lost. Others were from impoverished families in remote areas, expressing their gratitude for the wells Douglas had funded, which brought them clean water for the first time in generations. There were also letters from disaster-prone areas, thanking Douglas for his swift response in sending aid after floods, earthquakes, and hurricanes.There were notes from international aid organizations, acknowledging generous donations that had saved countless lives. The letters came from every corner of the world—countries ravaged by conflict,
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Marvin, struggling to regain himself, simply couldn’t comprehend why, instead of piles of money, there were only letters of gratitude. His heart pounded, his breathing was uneven, and his hands clenched into tight fists.Why?!This was supposed to be the moment where he exposed Douglas as a corrupt, greedy criminal!This was supposed to be the moment where he revealed the hidden hoards of dirty money!Yet, instead, all they had uncovered were testimonies of Douglas’s kindness, his generosity, his selfless contributions to the world.His mind raced, searching for an explanation, any explanation, that would make sense.Just as Marvin was drowning in his confusion, an investigator ran into the warehouse, his footsteps echoing against the concrete floor. The officials turned to him, their expressions expectant. Marvin, desperate for something to shift the situation in his favor, took a sharp breath and asked, “Did you find it?”The investigator nodded. “Yes, we made a new discovery at
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 46
Marvin remained on the cold warehouse floor, his body trembling as he fully absorbed the consequences of his actions. What was supposed to be a triumphant takedown of Douglas had transformed into a humiliating disaster—an operation so flawed and misguided that it would be remembered as the greatest embarrassment in PortVarter’s history.The officials around him had already begun whispering among themselves."Mr Garnett didn't embezzle a single cent. Not only that, but he used his wealth to fund charities, disaster relief, and even medical research!""This whole thing is a joke! A man who has done so much good is being treated like a criminal?""I can't believe we were dragged into this. Mr Drake and Governor Clarke obviously had their own agenda."At first, the officials had been willing to follow Marvin’s lead, believing he had solid evidence against Douglas. But now, after seeing the truth with their own eyes, their doubts turned into full-blown suspicions.Had Marvin and Governor
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The senior federal officials sat in stunned silence as the video played before them, displaying rows upon rows of giant, unopened boxes inside a massive warehouse. Their expressions darkened as the implications sank in.If these boxes contained the ill-gotten money of a “super-corrupt” criminal, the amount would be beyond staggering—unimaginable.The murmurs in the room soon turned into harsh condemnation.“This is absolutely monstrous!” one official spat, his fist slamming against the table. “Draining the blood of the people of PortVarter like this… it’s utterly inhumane!”“A man like this should have been executed long ago!” another fumed.“Think about how much PortVarter has suffered under this criminal’s greed! If it weren’t for him, the state GDP wouldn’t be stuck at a mere 20 trillion dollars. It would have already surpassed 30 trillion!”“The citizens have been oppressed for too long!”Their anger was relentless and their imaginations running wild with the supposed crimes Dou
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Marvin's heart pounded violently in his chest. His hands were clammy with his mind racing."Governor Clarke," he said impatiently, "Did you send the video to the federal government?"There was silence on the other end for a split second—then a sharp intake of breath.It was then that Stewart suddenly remembered.He had already sent the video to Javier Drake—Marvin’s father.A cold sweat broke out on Stewart’s forehead. His fingers tightened around his phone.Oh no.Javier was undoubtedly sharing the video with other federal officials by now, perhaps even showing it off to his contacts in the highest ranks of government.If the truth came out after the broadcast went public, the consequences would be catastrophic.Stewart barely managed to croak out, "Marvin… I already sent it."Marvin staggered back as if he had been punched in the gut.Stewart didn’t wait for a reply—he abruptly ended the call and immediately dialed Javier.The phone rang once. Then twice.No answer.Stewart’s panic
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Marvin felt his stomach drop the moment he saw the journalist and the cameraman enter the warehouse.Their jackets bore the unmistakable logo of the Federal News Channel—the most authoritative news agency in the country.They were here on orders from the federal government.Marvin’s face turned as white as a sheet.His entire body tensed as cold sweat dripped down his back."This is bad. This is really bad," he muttered to himself.He had spent weeks planning this massive operation, involving the bank, the investigation team, and the governor himself.But now, it was all falling apart.The journalist and his cameraman had already pieced together the truth.Douglas was not some super-corrupt criminal who had drained the people of PortVarter dry.He was a selfless philanthropist, using his own wealth to help millions of people across the world.Those sealed boxes didn’t contain illicit funds—they were filled with thank-you letters from grateful individuals, so many that even ten warehou
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When Douglas received Gregg Wilder’s address, he wasted no time. He coordinated with the law enforcement agencies and ensured that security was tight. He knew the risk of what he was about to do.Gregg wasn’t just another criminal—he was a sorcerer, a man whose reach extended beyond Remalia and into PortVarter. If left unchecked, Gregg would cause even more chaos, killing at will and spreading his influence. But for Douglas, this wasn’t just about protecting the state. This was personal.He had spent his entire life not knowing the full truth about his parents' deaths. Now, he knew. Gregg Wilder was behind their death and Douglas was ready to put an end to him.Within a few hours, Douglas and his small team of elite officers arrived at Grena, where Gregg operated from. The sorcerer’s house sat in the middle of a quiet neighborhood. It wasn’t particularly grand, but there was something eerie about it. The paint was faded, the windows were shut tight, and an unusual stillness surround
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Under Douglas Garnett’s leadership, PortVarter flourished like never before. Crime rates plummeted, businesses thrived, and the people finally felt safe in their own homes. His strategic measures and firm hand in governance made him a figure of admiration and the acting governor, Charles Dennis, made sure everyone knew it. At every official event, he proudly showcased Douglas, recognizing him as the backbone of PortVarter’s stability.One Friday, Douglas was deep into an official assignment when his phone buzzed with a notification. He glanced at the screen and frowned. It was an urgent report about a man named Gregg Wilder, a grand sorcerer from Remalia. The report was disturbing—one of the widows and orphans who lived in Exquisite Garden had fallen into his trap. They were now dead.Douglas clenched his fists. Who was this man?!Wasting no time, he dialed one of his most trusted officials.“Find out everything about the sorcerer, Gregg Wilder. Now.”Less than an hour later, his
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“You are being charged with defamation and the fabrication of false evidence against Mr Douglas Garnett. While he was in prison, you both conspired with former Governor Clarke to mislead the public, tarnish his reputation, and ensure his wrongful imprisonment—all for your selfish political gain.”Detective Hayes took a step forward, his voice carrying the weight of the law.“Furthermore, Marvin Drake, you falsely claimed credit for the recent peace in PortVarter, deceiving the public into believing that your administration was responsible. However, irrefutable evidence proves that Mr Douglas Garnett, and not you, was the one who restored security to this state.”The grand hall, which had moments ago been filled with laughter, fell into a deafening silence as the police officers’ words sank in.Marvin's face paled and his confidence evaporated.“Defamation? False evidence?” he stammered, his eyes darting between Javier and the officers.Javier, usually composed, felt his stomach tigh
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Douglas let out a sharp breath, his jaw tightening."How dare he?"Douglas had worked behind the scenes, risking everything to bring back order, while Marvin, who had done absolutely nothing, was basking in undeserved praise.“This fool couldn’t handle the previous crisis,” Douglas muttered bitterly. “And now, he takes credit for what he obviously had no hand in?”Marvin’s lies were spreading like wildfire, and the people were falling for it. However, Douglas was unperturbed. He knew what to do.Meanwhile, Javier had planned a grand party to celebrate Marvin’s so-called achievement.It was held in one of the most luxurious hotels in Sierra, where high-ranking officials, businessmen, and influential political figures gathered.The hall was extravagant—golden chandeliers sparkled, soft classical music played in the background, and rows of tables covered in white silk held exquisite cuisine and the finest wine.Elegant men in tuxedos and women in designer gowns moved gracefully, discussi
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The morning sun rose over PortVarter State, but for Stewart, it felt like the darkest day of his life!Dressed in a black suit with his face grim and aged overnight, Stewart stood before the cameras on live television. His voice trembled as he read out his official resignation from the office of the Governor of PortVarter State."To the great people of PortVarter," he began, swallowing his pride, "I come before you today to admit my failures. I have been incompetent in governing this state, and I take full responsibility for the crisis that has unfolded under my leadership."The cameras zoomed in on his strained expression, capturing every moment of his humiliation."I deeply regret my shortcomings and the suffering my governance has caused. I sincerely apologize to the people and officials of PortVarter State and promise to atone for my failures in any way I can."As his resignation speech ended, there was an eerie silence—then, an uproar of celebration erupted across the state.On
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Linda froze.Douglas’s… fiancée?Her heart sank.Douglas had moved on.And the woman standing before her was everything Linda wasn’t.Beautiful, Powerful!Linda felt small. The woman's name was Natasha.Natasha wasn’t just anyone—she was the woman Douglas's late parents had chosen to be his wife a decade ago. She was from a distinguished high-class family in the national capital, one whose reputation preceded her.And now, she was here, standing beside Douglas like she belonged.Linda clenched her fists, her jealousy threatening to consume her.The woman leaned in, her voice low but deadly."Don’t you dare raise your hand against my man again."Linda yanked her hand away, her shame twisting into rage."How pathetic," Natasha said coolly, watching Linda with undisguised contempt.Before Linda could respond, a sharp, stinging pain exploded across her cheek.Natasha had slapped her.The sound echoed in the room.Linda gasped with her hand flying to her cheek in shock."You dare insult a
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Stewart sat hunched over his desk with his hands trembling as he flipped through lists of names. He had called every law enforcement agency in PortVarter State, issued threats, and demanded action. Nothing changed!Crime continued to surge—kidnappings, street violence, and orchestrated attacks plagued the cities. Entire neighborhoods were becoming ungovernable, and even the police were terrified to patrol some areas.His calls with police chiefs and county sheriffs were tense and fruitless!"Governor Clarke, our hands are tied. We don’t have the manpower.""The criminals outnumber us, sir. We are outgunned.""We need leadership, Governor, not just orders."Stewart slammed his phone down. His face darkened with frustration.He had even tried reaching out to previous top officials—men and women known for their competence before Douglas Garnett was imprisoned. Some had resigned in protest, while others had been unceremoniously fired by Stewart when he took over.Stewart called them, one
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The governors exchanged glances.Javier Drake had spoken, but rather than swaying the room in Marvin and Stewart’s favor, his words only deepened the suspicion.“Obviously, you're only protecting your son,” someone whispered.“You're delusional if you think you can talk your way out of this mess!” another sneered.Javier could see it—if he didn’t act fast, Marvin would be kicked out of power. He couldn’t let that happen!Clearing his throat, he straightened his suit and squared his shoulders. If mere words wouldn’t be enough, he had to reshape the narrative."Gentlemen, let me remind you of something," Javier began with a smooth and deliberate voice.He gestured towards the chamber, his eyes locking onto each governor one by one."If Mr Garnett was truly the one holding PortVarter together, then why did nothing happen the moment he was arrested? It's been over a month, and during that time, there was peace. It wasn’t until recently that this sudden explosion of violence occurred."Som
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The Presidential Spokesperson, Ambassador Howard Greer, sat at the head of the long, imposing conference table.His face was grim and his eyes locked onto Stewart and Marvin who sat stiffly in their chairs.The room was tense—filled with high-ranking officials, governors from various states, federal ministers, and key stakeholders.The national emergency meeting had been called because of the chaos in PortVarter.Ambassador Greer cleared his throat.His voice was cold and authoritative as it echoed through the chamber."Gentlemen! I must say that the events in PortVarter over the past few days have been nothing short of catastrophic."The room was dead silent as he continued."The level of insecurity we are witnessing is unprecedented! Never in recent history has PortVarter fallen into such chaos. And let’s be honest—this descent into anarchy began the moment Mr Douglas Garnett was removed from power."Murmurs spread across the room.Stewart’s jaw tightened while Marvin gritted his te
