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The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Four
Mrs. Janeth felt the burden of duty bear down on her shoulders. She was driven by George's unshakable trust in her to not only apprehend Armstrong but also face him, to at last face the guy who had caused her so much suffering. Driven by this resolve, Mrs. Janeth came up with a strategy that went beyond their joint strategic planning sessions. She made covert contact with some of the security staff in George's own organization, people she knew to be very devoted and skilled investigators. These spies, sworn to secrecy, set out on a covert mission to find Armstrong's hiding place. Days became an agonizing game of waiting. For Mrs. Janeth, every hour was an eternity as she struggled with contradictory feelings. A glimmer of optimism clashed with the anxiety of failing, the memory of Armstrong disappearing again and causing havoc in his wake. Then there was a hint of triumph on the sixth day. With a quiet haste, one of the undercover operatives called Mrs. Janeth. Armstrong had
The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Five
The uncomfortable calm around George was broken by a harsh knock on the study door. With an expression of astonishment, he asked Mrs. Janeth a question that remained unsaid. Before Mrs. Janeth could ask her question, George yelled, "Come in."The door cracked open, revealing a crimson image. Georgia was framed in the doorway, her beauty enhanced by a flaming dress that hugged every curve. A practiced grin danced on her lips, but the practiced confidence in her gaze was tempered with a spark of desperation. George felt a shock since he had never seen her expression before; it was a vulnerable gaze.She purred, "George, darling," her voice a perfected melody that used to give him chills. "May I come in?"George got up from his chair, his astonishment quickly turning to politeness. Naturally, Georgia. Please enter."He motioned to a chair, keeping a courteous distance that seemed a great deal more than it had been in their past interactions. Georgia's polished charm cracked for a second
The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Six
The sound of gunshots reverberated around the deserted warehouse. Mrs. Janeth huddled behind a stack of boxes, her heart a frenzied drum solo on her ribs. Angry lights shooting from across the room revealed dust motes dancing in the air. George's security system, a well-oiled apparatus refined for just these kinds of circumstances, was engaged in a vicious dance with Armstrong's men.The sharp sting of cordite and the metallic flavour of gunpowder filled the air. Mrs Janeth heard bullets squeak past her head and sink into the corrugated metal walls with a horrible thud. The guttural roar of automatic guns and the anguished screams of the injured broke the staccato pattern of firing.Colonel Petrov and his tactical battalion proceeded with well-honed precision across the large, open area. Their motions were lethal and precise, like those of ghosts in the shadows. Their guns fired in short, deliberate bursts that quickly and precisely neutralised Armstrong's soldiers. The sound of metal
The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Seven
The military prison facility's impersonal white walls made Armstrong feel insignificant. The luxurious furnishings and soft carpeting from his former confinement cell have vanished. Here, concrete was king and the sole decoration was a single fluorescent bulb that flickered and gave him a sickly, ugly glow.His thoughts were filled with the picture of Mrs. Janeth's stern glare, a terrifying reminder of his demise. In his isolation, bitterness was a continual companion, eating away at him. That George, his own cousin, had turned him in was beyond shocking to him. It brought back memories of a carefree, youthful period of life. George, beaming and teasing, the familial tie appearing indestructible. But that George was long dead, long since replaced by a man whose sense of justice and duty had hardened him. When Armstrong was originally discovered engaging in questionable activities directed against the Hopkins Group, which was led by George's father at the time, pardon had been grante
The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Eight
Still, a little bit of doubt gnawed at the margins of George's newly determined determination. Even when the obligations were paid off, a feeling of justice was still unsatisfied. There was a simmering sense that his uncles, now free men again, still had the capacity to cause problems. Yes, they were reprimanded, but leopards don't completely alter their spots. George still had a secret weapon in his sleeve—an ace that would eventually bring them to ruin. They may pretend to be sorry or show signs of humility, but he would see right through them. He was aware that their desire for riches and power persisted, like a ticking time bomb ready to go off.Meanwhile, another type of tension simmered in the air behind the antiseptic walls of the military jail. Seated opposite his imprisoned son Armstrong was a haggard man with a haunting expression in his eyes: Mr. Daniel Armstrong's father. The older Armstrong's eyes filled with tears, and the harsh fluorescent light glinted off them. Shame
The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Seventy Nine
Tension boiled in the air when Georgia's father, Mr. Joseph, padded into the courtroom. He seemed pale and wan, a long cry from the gregarious businessman he had previously been. His relationship with Armstrong, particularly in the defamation campaign against George, had forced him to confront the repercussions of his deeds.Under Ms. Davis, George's attorney,'s stern glare, Mr. Joseph moves uneasily and restlessly while seated at the defense table. Ms. Davis, a strong lady renowned for her piercing wit and unshakable commitment to her clients, did not take long to present her case."Mr. Joseph," she said in a loud and crisp voice, "you stand accused of collaborating with the notorious Daniel Armstrong to make up a defamatory documentary about my client, Mr. George Hopkins."The overweight attorney representing Mr. Joseph, whose face was always strained, cleared his throat. "Your Honour," he shot back. "Mr. Joseph was only acting based on facts he thought to be accurate. He was unawa
The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Eighty
Excitement was in the air as George took in the lavish ballroom. The long tables were covered in soft white tablecloths and beautifully placed flower arrangements, all bathed in a warm glow from the sun streaming through the large windows. It was just a few days away from his wedding to Olivia, the lady who made his life brighter again.For the first time in ages, George had a true feeling of calmness descend over him. All of the hardships of the previous several months, including the conflict with Armstrong and Mr. Joseph's slander campaign, appeared to take a backseat. Olivia had been his defence through the storm, her unfailing support and contagious optimism.Now he watched her, her dazzling smile lighting up the room as she spoke to the wedding coordinator about the finishing details. She looked stunning and happy, wearing a flowing white dress that provided a sneak peek at her wedding gown. Wordless affection filled George's heart to overflowing. He was eager for them to beg
The Dangerous Wealthy Punk Chapter One Hundred And Eighty One
The news that Kelvin Armstrong, friend, and Sophia had been detained by Russian officials sent a shockwave over the world's news networks. Those who were acquainted with the Armstrong name and their complex web of deception shuddered at this unexpected turn of events.The world was aware of Russia's tense ties with the West. The country strongly defended its own, and there was widespread mistrust of any alleged outside meddling. When it came to those who were thought to pose a danger to national security or had a hint of Western influence, they weren't beyond breaking the law. Because of this, Russia came to be seen as an unbreakable fortress that was beyond the reach of the long arm of international law. Russia's borders provided commanders and others in legal difficulties in the West with a safe haven and a shelter from responsibility.But this time, circumstances were different. There was a lot of guesses in the news reporting. The vast Russian countryside seemed to be being swep
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