Nathan took a steady breath, moved closer, and hugged her tightly. “I'm sorry, my love. But I was very occupied,” he said in a calm voice before letting her go."We finally have what we need to bring down Darius.”Vanessa’s eyes widened. “You’re serious?”There was nothing she wanted more than to put her brother down once and for all.He nodded. “Bianca and I spent all night gathering evidence...""The evidence not only exposes his corruption but also something far darker.”Vanessa’s mouth parted, and her voice lowered to a whisper. “What do you mean?”Nathan let out a slow breath, his face hardening as he recalled the horrific scene he’d seen through Bianca’s photographs. “Darius is responsible for the death of most of his rivals,” he began, his voice edged with a mix of anger and sorrow. “Bianca discovered the body of a man Darius murdered in cold blood. He discarded him like garbage, left him to rot, and he is not his only victim.”Vanessa’s hand flew to her mouth, as her eyes wid
“Lord Cloud! Do you have a statement about your opponent, Darius?”“Lord Cloud, what are your plans for Prescott if you’re elected?”“How do you respond to claims that your campaign is an attack on Darius?”Nathan held up his hand, commanding the crowd’s attention. “Thank you all for your questions, but I’ll be addressing everything shortly during the debate. For now, I’m reserving any comment.”His voice was calm, but the crowd could sense from his demeanor that Nathan had plans for today's debate.Just then, a sleek black car pulled up to the curb—Darius. The reporters immediately shifted, redirecting their focus toward him as he stepped out with his usual smug confidence.He adjusted his cufflinks nonchalantly as though today was just another day in his charmed life.Darius gave Nathan a brief, disdainful glance before turning to the reporters with an easy smirk. “Ladies and gentlemen,” he began, his voice smooth and practiced, “I appreciate the enthusiasm. Prescott deserves a lead
Darius’s expression turned dark for the briefest moment before he plastered on a tight smile.He chuckled lightly, waving a dismissive hand as though brushing away an irritating fly. “Ah, the past…” he said, leaning into the microphone, his voice dripping with forced ease. “I think we all understand that in politics, stories get exaggerated. People dig up rumors to damage their opponents, especially during election season.""But I’ll say this... there’s no evidence against me. Not even a shred of evidence. So, instead of dwelling on the past, I’d like to focus on the future I have for Prescott.”He flashed a charming smile toward the audience, but a murmur rippled through the crowd.The people were not satisfied with his cunning answer.Nathan seized the moment. “Darius, you claim there’s no evidence because you’ve done everything in your power to bury it. But the truth will always come out, no matter how hard you try to hide it.”Darius’s smirk faltered, his gaze turning icy. “Nathan
As the video played on, the murmur in the debate hall grew louder, and jaws dropped in shock.The suitcase opened, revealing a lifeless body—not just anyone, but the body of the missing senator.The missing senator who had publicly opposed Darius’s plans just months earlier. Gasps erupted from the audience as people began to recognize the man.Darius’s eyes darted around, and he began to sweat profusely despite the air conditioning in the room.He attempted to shout over the crowd, “This… this is all fake! Lies! Lord Cloud is just trying to destroy me!” But his voice wavered, unable to hide the panic and desperation.Everyone could hear it loud and clear.Nathan stepped forward. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is not a fabrication. DNA evidence confirms that the remains belong to Senator Gregory, a respected man who went missing shortly after challenging Darius.”The crowd’s murmurs erupted into outrage, with some shouting and others calling for justice.The moderator tried to maintain or
The foul stench of the toxic waste quickly filled every corner of the debate hall. The odor was unbearable, it was a mix of chemicals and decay that made people gag and cover their noses. Chaos erupted as members of the audience scrambled for the exits, coughing and retching as they fled the suffocating air. Even the cameras, broadcasting the event live, began to shake as reporters and their crews struggled to stay in the room. Darius stood in the middle of the disaster, drenched. His designer suit was ruined, his face filled with humiliation and rage. He wiped at his eyes, his fingers slick with the oily substance, only to smear it further across his face. “You’ll pay for this, Cloud!” Nathan remained calm amidst the chaos. His gas mask hid the satisfaction in his expression. Bianca and her team were also wearing masks as they proceeded to the exit. Before leaving, Nathan turned back one last time, his voice cutting through the clamor like a blade. “Darius, your reign of
“Stop this!” Darius shouted, but his cries only fueled the crowd’s anger. “You’ll regret this! All of you!” His words were barely audible over the jeers and boos.The officers made no move to shield him. In fact, some exchanged glances that seemed to say, *He’s getting what he deserves.* They maintained their grip, dragging him forward towards the police van.As the officers dragged Darius closer to the waiting police van, the noise of the enraged crowd continued to grow. Every step toward the van felt like a funeral march. And there, standing tall beside the van, was Nathan.Nathan's gaze locked onto Darius, and as soon as Darius caught sight of him, his humiliation and fury boiled over.“You!” Darius spat, his voice hoarse from shouting. He yanked against the officers’ firm grip, his body shaking with rage. “You think you’ve won, Cloud?” His voice cracked as he fought to free himself. He wanted nothing more than to pounce on Nathan and beat the living daylights out of him for putt
His curses rang out, but they were drowned out by the jeers and boos of the crowd.Nathan didn’t flinch as Darius continued to bark like a dog on a leash. He simply watched as the officers forced Darius into the van, his threats continuing to echo from inside the vehicle.As they dragged Liam forward, he didn’t resist. He moved like a man who had accepted his fate, his head still hanging low. Before the van doors slammed shut, Nathan called out one last time. “Liam,” he said, his tone softer but no less commanding. Liam paused, looking up briefly, his face pale. “You’ll think about this moment every single day you spend in that cell. And you’ll know that you brought it all on yourself.”The doors closed with a heavy thud, and the crowd erupted into cheers as the vans began to pull away. They continued to chant, “Justice!” Nathan stood there for a moment, watching the vehicles disappear down the road. Beside him, Bianca stepped forward, her expression a mixture of pride and reli
Clips of Darius being dragged toward the police van played on his curses, his threats to Nathan. These were juxtaposed with Nathan’s commanding presence as he delivered his speech to the crowd. The headline on one channel read: *"Justice Served: Nathan Cloud Promises to Rebuild Prescott."On social media, hashtags like #Justice For the east district#Nathan Cloudand #DariusExpose began trending. Memes of Darius being dragged away, along with quotes from Nathan’s speech, flooded timelines. On one popular talk show, the host, a seasoned journalist named Clara, addressed the situation with a panel of experts. The studio audience was alive with emotion, and the topic of the hour was clear: *The Fall of Darius Royal“We’re witnessing a pivotal moment in Prescott’s history,” Clara began. “Nathan Cloud has not only exposed one of the most corrupt figures in our nation’s politics but has also promisef to expose the rest."Her first guest, a popular journalist spoke first. “Nathan Cloud