After the case between George and his three uncles was heard, that evening, Henry visited George.He wasn't happy that his father and his uncles were facing tough charges and being humiliated by George. He wanted a peaceful resolution to proceed without anyone getting hurt but meanwhile, Henry might have another plan going on in his mind.The garden where he and George stayed to discuss was very beautiful and full of fine ornamental flowers. It was as if the weather in that particular region was bought with a price of money because it brought solitude to any living organisms that would inhabit such an area, and that was exactly the place where the both of them discussed.“I have come to you today, not as a friend, but as a brother because you are my relation. My cousin of whom the same blood flows In our veins. I have come to you because no matter who you are and no matter who I am, there can't be any boundary that would separate any of us simply because we are of the same blood and
The discussions between George and Henry finally came to an end.Henry wanted him to release his father and two of his brothers after conversing one-on-one with him, but George didn't give him a definite answer.He tries his best to convince George but George seems not to be moved by Henry's words because he has already programmed what he intended to do.Meanwhile, two days after his conversation with George, the president of the country; Jack Harrison, has invited George to come have a dinner night with him and his family.That evening, George and Miss. Olive was escorted together by his armed security personnel, to the president's house, where they would be enjoying themselves on a table surrounded with meat, drinks, and other kinds of meals.They would use that opportunity, to build their friendship and make themselves more popular and why they were eating, they discussed politics, business, and the future of the country and the continent.“So Mr George, I am very happy to see you
“I am aware of the fact that there is a need to endorse our indigenous companies otherwise, we won't progress at all.There is no need for us to keep relying on foreign products as you have said, why our home businesses, keep suffering and I must confess to you Mr. George since I was given the seat of the presidency of this country; my major achievement could be seen mostly in the business world because I believe that a strong economy leads to a powerful nation.I have not really put an eye on our political systems because honestly speaking, it is not easy at all. The amount of challenges I am getting from our economic system might be bigger than that of our political system.I think that I am not just the president sent to restructure our political system. I find more pleasure in trying to restructure our economy” President Harrison finally spoke about his love to restructure the country's economy.Truly, he wasn't strong politically because he failed to restructure and strengthen
George has a better plan for himself and also for the people of his country. He hasn't informed anyone yet that he has an aspiration to be a great political leader in the country. He kept everything to himself, until the right time for him to strike.He has seen his new friendship with the current ruling politician of the country; President Harrison, as an opportunity for him to leave a political shadow behind until he was ready to fully participate in politics.Meanwhile, in the midst of all this, George's enemies were not willing to stop their campaign against him. Infact as all events progress, his enemies are growing stronger and stronger by the day. They have been devising all means in order to defeat him.But who knows what would happen next? Will George give in to their fight, or will the table be turned around by George?At this point, even though George seems to be winning, some of his enemies don't see it that way. They only see him as someone who has the upper hand over the
The discuss in Mr. Joseph's rich lodging suite hung overwhelming, thick with the fragrance of costly cigars and hidden ill will. Over from him, a man named Armstrong, his confront clouded by the shadows cast by a low-hanging light, tuned in eagerness. Mr. Joseph, his once strong outline presently stooped with age and stifled wrath, talked in a moo snarl."Armstrong," he scratched, his voice roughened by a long time of yelling orders, "that vomited George Andrews. He considers he can fair waltz back in and take everything from us!"Armstrong, a man whose nearness commanded consideration in spite of the haziness, inclined back in his rich chair. A indicate of a grin played on his lips, scarcely obvious. "And has he, Mr. Joseph?""Not however," Mr. Joseph conceded, his clench hands clenching around the arms of his chair. "But the daringness! After everything he's done to the Andrews family, to think he can return with his head held high…""Open conclusion may be a flighty thing, Mr. Josep
A long hush extended between them. At long last, Mr. Joseph talked, his voice dry. "Take off. Presently. And do not tell anybody you were here."The youthful man gestured, alleviation washing over his confront. He stood up, tucked the envelope back into his sack, and rushed towards the entryway. Mr. Joseph observed him go, a wave of clashing feelings whirling inside him.As the entryway closed delicately behind him, Mr. Joseph sank back into his chair. The long, run once clear in his vindictive interest of George Andrews, was presently covered in a thick mist. He held the key to unraveling a tremendous scheme, a unsafe bet with possibly annihilating results. The taste of the brandy in his mouth turned sharp. He had ended up a player in a diversion he didn't get it, and the prize at stake was distant more prominent than he might have ever envisioned.Rest avoided him that night. He hurled and turned, the implicating envelope a steady nearness on his bedside table. The weight of it felt
The night that started with disillusionment had taken a sharp turn towards interest. The security faculty knew they couldn't take off things to chance. They required to induce closer, to get it the energetic between George and Armstrong, and to reveal the truth behind their apparently incomprehensible association.As the night wore on, they concocted a unsafe arrange. One of them would remain behind, keeping observe on the lodging entrance and trusting to capture a see of George taking off. The other, beneath the cover of obscurity, would endeavor to take after George and Armstrong, cautiously following them to see where they went and what privileged insights they might uncover.The dangers were tall.Profound underneath the bustling heart of Armstrong's rich inn, a world concealed unfurled. In a sterile, austere room enlightened by unforgiving overhead lights, Armstrong clustered with his inward circle, a gather of men and ladies whose faces held the mask-like composure of proficient s
Benefactors crouched in booths, their faces clouded by shadows and cigarette smoke. A moo mumble of discussion murmured through the room, punctuated by the intermittent clinking of glasses.George checked the room, his eyes looking for his contact. He spotted a man slouched over a corner booth, a fedora pulled moo over his forehead. As George drawn closer, the man looked up, uncovering a weathered confront confused with wrinkles that talked of a life went through chasing stories within the underbelly of the city."Mr. Davies?" George inquired, his voice scarcely a whisper.The man gestured, his eyes sharp and evaluating. "That's me. You must be George Andrews."George took a situate over from him, his stomach churning with a blend of dread and trust. "I require your offer assistance," he blurted out.Davies raised an eyebrow. "That's what this put is for," he said, his voice raspy. "But offer assistance doesn't come cheap. What kind of information are you trying to?" findGeorge falter