While still below, William thought that he had seen all the abominations he could witness. He didn't look down enough, his world was too narrow that he never saw wounds other than his own. Injustice was a product of the system created by a handful of rulers who put the control of the world in his hands. He knew that interfering in Pauritia's affairs, but he couldn't possibly let innocent people fall victim to the savagery of Mr. Perry and his colleagues.William, who had just returned from Pauritia, did not go straight to his mansion to see Noah and Micah even though he missed his wife and son. Instead, he immediately went to the office to meet Gregori because he wanted to talk about the problems in Pauritia that he wanted to solve, including his plan to inject investment funds in the country.Currently, William was sitting on a chair in front of his desk. He was reading through every piece of data that his secretary had given him when he arrived. There were several documents that had
"Dadda! Dadda!" Micah raised his arms high as a sign of his request for William to hold him.With a happy heart, William lifted Micah into his arms and kissed him all over his face. He never knew that he could like babies as much as he does now. The scent of a baby really pleased him. If only there was a choice, then he would have chosen to stay at home with Micah, who was getting more and more adorable by the day."Dadda, ple, ple bol," Micah said, which meant he was inviting William to play ball, but he couldn't pronounce it clearly yet."Later, when Dadda comes home, we'll play soccer again, okay? Dadda has to work first," William calls, although Micah doesn't understand at all.Today, William had to go to Pauritia because tomorrow was the day when Mr. Perry and Damian's evil plan would be carried out, Pauritia's birthday. And no matter what, he had to foil the plan and save President Rambe.Noah, who had just come down from the top floor of the mansion, went straight out to Willia
Winter's body shook violently after staring at the pictures and messages she had just received. The cell phone in his hand immediately fell. Her mouth was covered, and tears started to fall. Her heart was racing. She shook her head, saying that what she saw must be wrong.The phone fell to the floor. Her hand touched the ring around her ring finger. "This is wrong. This is not true," Winter said."Honey, what are you doing?" A tall man with an athletic build came to Winter.Winter looked at Kyle with wide eyes. "Tell me it's not true!"Kyle frowned in disbelief. "What is it?""Tell me what Sandra said is not true!"Kyle's eyes widen. His throat tightened. He didn't answer at all.Winter thumped Kyle's chest, who was sitting beside him. The woman said all kinds of swears. She didn't think that a man she had known well for years would do such a despicable thing."Honey, listen to me!" Kyle asked when Winter had stood up and was about to leave."What else? How can you do this, Kyle? The
Mr. Jonan was one of the people in the welcoming party at the airport that was reserved for state officials and soldiers. He and William had met before when Mr. Jonan went to William's hotel to meet Mr. Perry and Damian. Therefore, Mr. Jonan felt more familiar with William than the other presidential envoys, so he casually approached William who had not yet gotten into his car."I am very grateful for your help to our country, Mr. William Smith.""No, this is not just a favor. I am investing in the future of the Pauritia people."Mr. Jonan nodded. "We will not let you down. We will put these funds to good use for the welfare of our people."William smiled broadly at Mr. Jonan as he patted his arm while shaking hands in a friendly and warm manner. It was as if he didn't know the real face of Mr. Jonan. The middle-aged man who served as minister of defense was colluding with Mr. Perry and Damian to take control of Pauritia."Please get into your car, Mr. William Smith. We have prepared
The thrilling morning had begun. Although he had made plans for his escape, President Rambe's heart was beating fast. His cold, sweaty hands clasped his wife's tightly. They looked at each other for reassurance."You don't have to do this, dear. You and our children should just leave here. There is a safe place prepared by Mr. William Smith," President Rambe said."You forget that we made a promise before God that we would be together through thick and thin. We will rise and fall together." Desty emphasized her last sentence.President Rambe closed his eyes briefly before replying, "If this plan fails, we will most likely all die. Our struggle will come to a screeching halt. If you and our two children survive, at least someone can continue our fight for the people of Pauritia."Desty shook her head. "I may be the first lady of Pauritia, but before that, I was your wife. If I die, then I will die with the satisfaction of dying while holding your hand. And the children are like that."
"How is it going? Have all the preparations been completed?""Yes, after the ceremony is over, there will be a banquet at the state palace. We will begin to surround the palace from the west.""What about the soldiers outside? Besides, there are tons of presidential guards. Isn't it very dangerous if we act now?""Take it easy, Mr. Jonan has prepared everything. The soldiers present, even the generals in each generation are also direct subordinates of Mr. Jonana. In fact, an attack like this will make it clear that our organization is no ordinary organization and that we can destroy Pauritia. Soolakor's independence will soon be realized because Lord Jonan has promised it.""Isn't it too risky to just trust Mr. Jonan? What if this is just a trap to destroy our organization?""No way, I've spoken to Mr. Damian Jordan directly. And Mr. Jonan is one of his partners.""Alright then, I will immediately give the signal to our members to start preparing for the attack.""We must do it well.
As the banquet progressed and the guests mingled, William discreetly signaled his mercenaries to remain vigilant while he continued to speak with Ambassador James Morris. Despite the jovial atmosphere, William could not shake the feeling of impending danger that was still in the air. He subtly scanned the crowd, looking for signs of suspicious activity, while maintaining a calm demeanor.Meanwhile, outside the state palace, the rebel group began their attack, moving quickly to execute their plan to attack President Rambe and his family. Armed with weapons and driven by their misguided beliefs, they stormed into the palace, unaware that there was an opposing party waiting to thwart their every move.Back inside, as tensions rose, William's instincts were on high alert. Suddenly, amidst the chatter and laughter, he detected a subtle change in the atmosphere-there was a faint feeling of unease spreading through the crowd. Sensing trouble, he subtly signaled his mercenaries to prepare for
As they drove away from the chaos behind them, President Rambe glanced nervously out the car window, his mind racing with thoughts of what would happen next. "William, do you think they'll come after us?" he asked, his voice trembling with uncertainty.William's jaw tightened as he scanned the streets for signs of danger. "It's possible, sir," he replied, his tone serious. "But we have the advantage of surprise now. We will make sure you are well protected."Mrs. Rambe squeezed her husband's hand reassuringly. "We trust you, Mr. William," she said, her voice remaining calm despite the fear in her eyes. "Thank you for getting us out of there safely."As they drove through the city, William kept a vigilant eye on their surroundings, his senses on alert for any potential threats. Suddenly, a loud explosion echoed through the streets, causing the car to swerve dangerously."Get down!" William shouted, instinctively shielding the president and his family from the blast. The car screeched t