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Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 44
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,
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 45
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 47
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 50
Javier gripped the edge of his desk, his breath coming in ragged gasps. His entire body trembled with rage. Just moments ago, he had been basking in glorious praise, reveling in the admiration of his peers. He had proudly boasted about his son Marvin’s “incredible accomplishment”, believing it would secure both their futures in national politics. But now… Everything had collapsed in an instant. The truth had reached the highest ranks of government. Douglas was not a “super corrupt official”—he was a self-made philanthropist who had used his own wealth to help people across the world. Those warehouses filled with boxes weren’t stuffed with ill-gotten money—they were filled with thank-you letters from millions of people whose lives Douglas had changed. The revelation had left the entire capital in shock. Many of the nation’s top leaders had even been moved to tears reading the letters. And now, instead of being praised, Javier was being questioned. The other offici
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Javier's voice was hoarse, yet his fury hadn’t diminished in the slightest. He glared at Stewart as if he were the biggest disappointment of his life.Stewart stood there, drenched in sweat, unable to say a word. He knew Javier was right. This was a disaster!If this matter wasn't handled properly, Marvin would become the laughingstock of the entire capital, and he would never recover from it. His entire political career—destroyed. Javier’s dream of elevating Marvin to higher positions? Gone. Their influence in PortVarter? Crumbling.As Javier processed the full weight of the situation, he ordered Stewart, "You need to fix this. I don’t care how. If you don’t come up with a solution, I will make sure you regret ever stepping into my office."Stewart immediately felt overwhelmed. His mind raced. How could they turn this around? At the same time, deep inside, he marveled at how impressive and low-key Douglas had been.The man had fooled everyone. He had built a reputation so grand
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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
Chapter 66
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
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Seeing the armed men approach, Marvin’s pulse pounded in his ears as he flung open the back door of his office and slipped into the chaotic streets.Gunfire and screaming filled the air.He barely had time to process what was happening. Survival was all that mattered now.He ducked low, weaving through the terrified crowds, desperately searching for his car.Where the hell was it?His hands were shaking as he reached into his pocket, fumbling for his keys.Then he saw it—his black SUV, parked in an alleyway just a few feet ahead.Without hesitation, he bolted for it.Just as he yanked the door open, a gunshot cracked behind him.Too close!Marvin threw himself inside, slammed the door shut, and hit the gas.As he sped away, his heart thundered.Back inside Marvin’s inner office, two officials huddled together, their bodies trembling with fear.The gunfire outside was relentless.They whispered among themselves, unsure whether to make a run for it or stay put.Then, suddenly—The door
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The news echoed in Stewart's ears—PortVarter was overrun with chaos, and now Ricano Town was in a full-blown crisis.Stewart stood motionless, his mind numb with shock.Kidnappings, armed robbery, business establishments burgled, and security in shambles.His grip loosened, and his phone slipped from his hands, clattering onto the floor.This wasn’t just a problem.This was a disaster.The federal government would hear about this and the people of the state would see him as a failure!The fragile reputation he had worked so hard to maintain was now on the brink of ruin.And where the hell was Todd, the Chief of Ricano County’s Police Department?He had boldly declared that he needed only one day to fix the issue.It had been three days.Nothing had improved.Everything had collapsed!Stewart’s blood boiled.If he ever saw Todd again, he’d cut off his head himself—just as Todd had vowed to offer his own head if he failed.Fuming, Stewart snatched his phone from the floor and dialed Tod
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The underground tunnel was eerily silent, except for the sound of Todd’s ragged breathing. His legs felt like lead as his head pounded from the sudden temperature change. Phileo stood in front of him, gripping his laser gun with a cold and unreadable expression. “You’ve got some nerve, Captain,” Phileo finally said with his voice full of sarcasm. “Coming this close to our territory!" Todd felt a chill run down his spine. Before he could respond, Phileo struck. Crack! The butt of the gun slammed into Todd’s skull with brutal force. Todd’s vision blurred as pain exploded in his head. He stumbled backward, collapsing onto the hard concrete floor. His hands scrambled for support, but the world spun. From above, Phileo’s shadow loomed over him. “I’ll ask once,” Phileo said with his voice dripping with malice. “What the hell are you doing here?” Todd’s throat went dry. Phileo’s expression was terrifying—pure, controlled fury! Todd knew that this man had killed cou
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Todd sat alone under the withering shade of the tree, drenched in sweat.Now, his throat was parched, and his mind was on the verge of collapse!The scorching sun blazed down mercilessly with its rays slicing through the air like knives. He could barely keep his eyes open as every breath he took was thick with dust and heat.But he couldn't leave.No matter how much his body screamed for relief, he had no choice but to endure.If this mission failed, Stewart would have his hide.Still, the longer he waited, the more something felt off.Why hadn't Nath come yet?His subordinates had all deserted him, leaving him alone to suffer.Had Nath—**had all of Ricano—**decided to turn against him?Todd let out a harsh, dry chuckle.It wouldn't surprise him.However, just when he thought he couldn't hold on any longer, a shadow loomed over him.A figure stood before him, holding a cheap-looking plastic bottle.It was Nath!Todd's bloodshot eyes narrowed.“You look like hell, Captain.” Nath grinn
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Before Phileo could recover, a police officer hurried in, saluting Douglas."Sir, we have detained Phileo’s family and the families of the others on the list. The next phase of the operation is ready."A surge of horror shot through Phileo.His family—his children!He clenched his fists."You’re using my children as leverage?" he spat, his voice thick with rage.Douglas finally smirked, but it was a cold, merciless expression."Don’t act righteous, Phileo."His voice was razor-sharp."Your son's food, his clothing, his education—every penny came from blood money! Innocent people suffered, died, so your family could live in comfort."Phileo had no words.Because he knew it was true.For years, he had justified his actions, told himself he was only doing what was necessary to survive.But now, when the tables had turned—He realized how powerless he truly was.Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he exhaled shakily."Fine."His voice was barely above a whisper."I’ll hand them ove
