As the video continued to play, the screen flickered once again, and the footage abruptly switched to another scene. The room grew even quieter, and everyone stared at the screen, anxious about what would come next.The new footage showed a dimly lit room with a large bed in the center. The camera angle shifted, revealing Jane Davidson, who looked determined and intense. She was dragging General Romeo Stormbreaker, who appeared groggy and unsteady on his feet, as if he were under the influence of something. He stumbled and struggled to stay upright, his eyes were even half-closed.Jane’s voice could be heard clearly now, sharp and commanding. “Come on general Stormbreaker, just a little further,” she muttered, guiding him toward the bed. “We need to get this done tonight.”The General mumbled something, barely coherent, with his head lolling to the side. Jane pulled out a piece of paper—a contract—and thrust it in front of him. “Sign this,” she demanded, shoving a pen into his han
Mrs. Davidson sat in a large, dimly lit room, and her wrists were bound with silver cuffs. Across from her, three top billionaires—Mr. Harris Zoef, Mr. Wellington Stuart, and Mrs. Zhao—sat with stern faces. They had been present at Sheikh Rahman's event and not just that, they had all invested millions into Mrs. Davidson’s business, believing her to be an honest and respectable partner. But now, they looked at her with disappointment and anger.Mr. Harris Zoef, an older man with a bushy gray beard, spoke first. His voice was deep and firm. "I can't believe this, Mrs. Davidson. We trusted you. We gave you our money and our support, and now we find out you're involved in illegal activities that could not just implicate you but also implicate us?" He shook his head in frustration. "You were part of the money heist at NovaTech? And you bribed Evelyn Blackwood to cover it up? This is unacceptable."Mrs. Davidson’s face turned pale, and she nervously glanced at the other two billionaires
Mrs. Davidson quickly looked up when she heard the door open. Her eyes which had turned red from crying, lit up with a small spark of hope when she saw Joseph Schultz, her loyal personal assistant, and Mr. Finan, one of her most trusted lawyers, walk into the room. They moved with purpose, their faces were serious but calm.She hurriedly wiped her tears with her hand, trying to pull herself together. Her breathing was still fast, her chest was tight after the harsh conversation with the three billionaires. She sat up straighter, trying to appear strong and not as afraid as she felt.Joseph, tall with kind blue eyes, gave her a small, encouraging nod. Mr. Finan, a short man with gray hair and a briefcase, followed him closely. They both sat down across from her, looking calm but concerned."Good day, Mrs. Davidson," they both said at the same time, their voices were steady but serious.Mrs. Davidson forced a weak smile, though her lips trembled a little. "Good day." she replied, her
General Romeo Stormbreaker sat in his large office.The room was dimly lit, with only a small lamp on his desk providing light. Romeo, was deep in thought as he listened to a report from one of the leaders of the operations against the Harte Boers, lieutenant general Basler on phone."General, the operation at the Vosvelt island against the Harte Boer rebels has been a success," the lieutenant reported with a hint of pride. "We captured their leader and neutralized their main stronghold. The rebels here are retreating, and we expect them to surrender soon."A slight smile crossed Romeo's face. "Good work," he said in his deep, commanding voice. "This will send a strong message to David Gautman who dares challenge our authority. Since we have captured that major stronghold, once David hears the news, he would crack." He let out a smug grin.But just as he was about to give more instructions, the door to his office flew open with a loud bang. Joseph Schultz stormed in, and his face was
News of General Romeo Stormbreaker's sister's marriage to Major General Hein Bürst spread like wildfire across news stations and the internet. It was a sensational headline that captured everyone's attention, particularly because the wedding was expected to be an extravagant affair. The wedding was to be held at the prestigious Talmanesier's palace, a venue known for its historical significance and grandeur. Journalists speculated on every detail, from the guest list filled with high-profile names to the luxurious reception that was sure to be the talk of the town for years to come.To add to the excitement, a memo was circulated among top decoration brands, inviting them to apply for a $15 million contract to handle the decoration of both the reception venue and the palace. The contract was one of the most lucrative in the industry, and competition was expected to be fierce. Every top-tier decorator in the region prepared to submit their most impressive proposals, hoping to win
Mr. Davidson cleared his throat and nodded. "Exactly, that’s what we were just talking about. You know, Linda here—"Mrs. Davidson cut him off sharply, with a voice that was filled with irritation. "Why do you bother explaining what we were talking about to him?" she snapped, with her eyes glaring at Romeo. "He doesn't deserve to know anything about the wedding. It’s not his class of people who will be granted access to such an event. People like him would be outside, waiting desperately for the leftovers that fall off our feet."Linda looked at her mother with a mixture of frustration and disbelief. "Come on, Mom, that is so rude," she said, clearly upset by her mother's harsh words toward Romeo.Andrew, Mrs. Davidson's husband, leaned back in his chair, and his expression was one of agreement. "Your mother is right, Linda," he said calmly. "People Romeo just don't belong in certain circles."Mr. Davidson quickly intervened, sensing the conversation was getting too heated. "Hey, hey,
Every top decoration company had applied for the fifteen million dollar contract online, eager for the chance to decorate the wedding venue for Gabrielle Stormbreaker. The competition was fierce, with each company presenting its best designs and concepts. Linda, following her father's advice and pushing away her self-doubt, had also submitted her application. She poured her heart into it, showcasing her unique style and creativity.Linda had been feeling a bit nervous about competing against such established companies, but her father's encouragement helped her stay focused. She decided to keep up with the latest trends and enrolled in an online lecture about new decoration styles. As she listened intently, her phone rang, interrupting her focus. The caller ID showed an unknown number.Linda hesitated for a moment but then answered the call. "Hello, am I speaking with Mrs. Linda Baines?" came the voice of a woman on the other end."Yes, this is Linda Baines." She replied, feeling
Linda left the government complex, clutching the signed contract papers tightly against her chest. Her feet felt light, as if she were walking on air. She could hardly believe what had just happened. She had won the fifteen million dollar contract! She hurried back to her car, and her mind was spinning with excitement, and quickly started the engine. She needed to tell her family.As she drove through the busy streets, Linda's heart raced, but this time it wasn’t from nerves—it was from pure joy. She grinned from ear to ear, tapping her fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the music playing on the radio. She couldn't wait to see the look on her father's and mother’s face when she shared the news."This would certainly be a huge boost for my brand." She thought to herself. She had always dreamed of growing her decoration business, and this contract could make that dream come true. She imagined how this opportunity would open doors to even more high-profile projects. It was