The Return Of General Tyler

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"Let's just go to the hospital, I'm tired of listening to your bullshits," Mr. Stiles says, his voice laced with frustration and anger, his face red with exasperation. He turns to leave, his movements swift and decisive, his eyes flashing with annoyance.

"What would you say about the soldiers that I asked to keep you safe, since some hours now?" Tyler asks, his voice calm and collected, his eyes fixed intently on his father's face.

Mr. Stiles spins around, his eyes narrowing in accusation. "It's very obvious you paid them off, to stand as one of your people," he says, his voice laced with disbelief and skepticism, his eyes searching Tyler's face for any sign of deception.

Tyler's expression remains calm, his eyes filled with a deep sadness. "I am very sad that you, as my father, didn't believe me," he says, his voice laced with hurt and disappointment. "Anyway, you are going to see for yourself," he adds, his eyes glinting with a hint of determination, his voice firm and resolute.

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