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Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 61
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 62
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 63
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 64
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 65
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret 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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 67
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
Douglas's Triumph and Their Regret Chapter 68
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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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
Chapter 68
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
Chapter 67
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
Chapter 65
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
