As dawn broke over Barbary, Lord Barnabas wasted no time fortifying his nation. He deployed elite units to guard every border, armed with state-of-the-art surveillance systems and fortified checkpoints. The defenses were bolstered with anti-aircraft weaponry and armored vehicles stationed strategically to cover every possible entry route. Barnabas was determined to handle Moses; he believed sheer force and vigilance would counter whatever Moses planned next. He paced in his headquarters, issuing orders with high confidence. "He’ll see I’m not so easily intimidated," Barnabas muttered, glancing at the monitors displaying live feeds of the fortified borders. But his confidence was short-lived. Barely an hour later, his chief financial officer rushed in, face pale and trembling. "My lord... we have a situation at the Central Bank," he stammered. Barnabas turned, irritation flickering in his eyes. "What now?" "Sir, it's... it's been hacked. The entire Central Bank system. W
Barnabas’s face turned paled as he looked over his brutalized generals. This wasn’t a random act of violence; it was a calculated humiliation, a warning message sent to him alone.As his guards pulled the raft ashore and untied the beaten men, Barnabas clenched his fists. The sight of his leaders—men he had counted on to inspire fear and loyalty—brought a cold dread seeping into his heart. They had been turned into symbols of helplessness and shame.In silence, he watched his men struggle to stand, their strength barely holding them upright. That was when Barnabas realized with growing unease that this was an assault on his power and his image. The Black Foot Clan had made his own generals into a message—one that would spread through the ranks like wildfire.Barnabas felt a bitter chill wrap around him. His iron grip on his army had started to crack. If his generals could be degraded and left for dead so easily, it wouldn’t be long before his soldiers questioned his authority.
After Lord barnabas downfall, Moses relaxed. No one, aside Westminster and the Twelve cities military knew Moses was responsible for Lord Barnabas public humiliation. Moses show of strength and power caused the government House to be afraid of him. How this man whom was a penniless loser grew to became the most powerful man in the Twelve cities remained a mystery. Moses achievement was a wonder. He was mayor of three Cities, his family owned the fastest growing bank business in the country and he was also agent to the Big Boss. Still, in the eyes of the ordinary man, the Doberman clan were still nowhere close to the Top elite families of the twelve cities. The Elite families of the twelve cities used to be the Doberman Clan, the Jetsons, the White Family and the Hunter family. However, since the downfall of the Doberman's clan four years ago, the current elite families were the White Family, The Jetsons and the Hunter family. Because the Doberman clan refuse to take credit for
After Lord barnabas downfall, Moses relaxed. No one, aside Westminster and the Twelve cities military knew Moses was responsible for Lord Barnabas public humiliation. Moses show of strength and power caused the government House to be afraid of him. How this man whom was a penniless loser grew to became the most powerful man in the Twelve cities remained a mystery. Moses achievement was a wonder. He was mayor of three Cities, his family owned the fastest growing bank business in the country and he was also agent to the Big Boss. Still, in the eyes of the ordinary man, the Doberman clan were still nowhere close to the Top elite families of the twelve cities. The Elite families of the twelve cities used to be the Doberman Clan, the Jetsons, the White Family and the Hunter family. However, since the downfall of the Doberman's clan four years ago, the current elite families were the White Family, The Jetsons and the Hunter family. Because the Doberman clan refuse to take credit for
The White family's annual all White party was the biggest event in the Twelve cities. Super stars, celebrities, movies stars, famous musicians and high ranking political figures all grace the White family's all White party. To be invited to the White family's party was the highest recognition of honour and respect. Moses arrived at the entrance of the White House, a magnificent Victorian era architecture mansion all painted white. He was accompanied by Lauren Cobbs and Yuri. The grand hall was filled with laughter and the clinking of glasses as guests swirled in and out of conversation.Everyone was all dressed in crisp, luxurious white clothes. Declan White, the patriarch of the White family, spotted Moses and immediately raised his voice for all to hear. “Moses Doberman, how nice of you to come!” He grinned, his full white beard covering almost half of his face . “I didn’t think you’d be brave enough to show up, considering… well, recent history.” A murmur of amusement rippl
Declan white was startled. "Wait, let's backtrack a little. You are wagering your family's bank on the line over a stupid game?"Moses smile remained fixed on his face. "It's not a stupid game. It's a test of our capacity as the top elite families of the Twelve cities."He continued after a short pause. "The umbrella international bank is estimated at $200 million in the last couple of month and still growing. The bank is all yours if I fail to make you all grovel. Isn't that a juicy wager?"The three families exchanges looks. They were intrigued by Moses confidence and audacity. "Indeed the rumours I've heard about you are true," Clarissa Hunter said, turning her drink slowly. "You're not the same Penniless son-in-law anymore."Moses cocked his head. "I evolved. It would be a shame if I remained the same pathetic loser, you all used to know.""Doesn't matter if you evolved or not," Daniel Jetsons sneered. "You're still a loser to me."Moses spread his arms. "Then let's prove the con
The four elite families were all seated around the round table at the center of the grand hall. All the guests surrounded them, watching the scene as if it were a performance. On the table were several documents, with lawyers on standby. The Doberman clan, the White family, the Jetsons and the Hunter family had all signed a strong binding contract of agreement about their stakes in this game. The only one at the losing end with the highest disadvantage was Moses.However, Moses didn't seem faltered a bit. He was ten times more confident than anyone had seen. As soon as he finished signing his clan's signature of approval on the deed, he leaned back in his chair and casually lit up a cigarette. “Let's proceed,” He said. Taylor, Declan White's oldest son, headed the game. With a microphone in his hand, he announced to the onlookers. “The rules of the game are simple. Five individuals from the crowd must each put out a challenge to the elite families to pull through.”Taylor cont
Westminster was alarmed when he received a call from the Doberman that Moses wanted him at the White family's mansion. He practically raced out of his bed and hopped into the presidential car. With a voice he didn't recognize was his own, Westminster urged his driver to go as fast as he possibly can to the White family's mansion. Sweat beads ran down Westminster's face as he was rushed through the highway. Westminster was scared of the Doberman clan. He was mostly scared of Moses. That man has the command of the Niklauria army, he disgraced general Harrington, defeated Lord Barnabas and made him dance the dance of shame. Moses was a ticking time bomb. It would be careless of Westminster to offend him. No matter how anyone chose to look at it, Moses was the most powerful man in the Twelve cities. In ten minutes, Westminster arrived at the front gates of the White family. Taking a deep breath, he ran into the big mansion. The moment president Westminster strode into the large