Harriet’s gaze was fixed on the young president.She couldn’t help but sigh with mixed feelings.This man was really amazing.Dwight, who was just about to leave, caught a glimpse of Harriet and couldn’t help but pause his footsteps as he asked, ‘You must be Harriet Daniels, aka Lieutenant Colonel Daniels, am I right? You’re the niece of General McCullough, aren’t you?’Honoured that the president knew her name, Harriet nodded profusely and saluted. ‘Yes, Mr President.’The smile on her face spread even wider.‘General McCullough speaks highly of you,’ Dwight said, before turning his gaze to Dylan. ‘General Sheppard, it’s good to see you again.’Dylan smiled and grabbed Dwight’s hand to shake it, but secretly added some force to his grip. ‘Mr. President.’Dwight could feel the force in his grip.He glanced at Dylan, then glanced over at Harriet who stood beside him, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smirk.Meanwhile, Wendy and Callie stood at the back of the crowd, trying

The unexpected visitors tried to be stealthy, but their boots clicking against the hard ground gave them away.‘Carey, go take care of them,’ Dwight ordered.‘Yes, Mr President.’Carey handed the umbrella to Dwight and swiftly moved toward the approaching group, all of whom were masked.Their fierce auras clashed with Carey’s stoic demeanour.Silence hung in the air until Carey engaged the enemy.His moves weren’t typical; punches aimed at temples, not chests.Facing six opponents, Carey showed no sign of disadvantage.A backflip and a head clash left two assailants writhing on the ground.Like a wolf on the hunt, his moves were aggressive and accurate.Meanwhile, Dwight, separated from the rain and the brawl, observed calmly.His umbrella shielded him as he watched Carey effortlessly handle the would-be assailants.Skilled as they were, compared to Carey, they were far inferior.Anyone trained by Dwight’s grandfather was extraordinary, and Carey was no exception.At the same time, Ca

Dwight, confused, wondered if the young woman was dead. ‘I thought abdominal gunshot wounds weren’t usually fatal…’Jamison tightened his grip, yelling, ‘She’s not dead! But she’s not far from it! I can’t remove the bullet because she’ll bleed out! And there’s no blood in the bank for her!’No blood for transfusion?‘How could this be?’ Dwight asked.Jamison couldn’t control his emotions. ‘You did this to her!’Carey, having failed to catch Scarecrow, rushed to the infirmary just in time to see a man about to attack the president.A powerful jab from him forced Jamison to release Dwight’s collar.Jamison staggered back, slumped against the wall.Blood trickled from his mouth.He paid it no attention, consumed by despair.Dwight blamed himself.Callie wasn’t obligated to save him, but she did.And now her blood was on his hands.Harriet arrived, seeing Dwight covered in blood but unharmed.She breathed out a huge sigh of relief.Then a thought hit her: if it was not Dwight’s blood on t

The elite doctors from Engalia, now feeling the weight of the president’s orders, tensed up.Who was this woman, and why was the president so concerned?Questions lingered as they filed into the ward.Wendy, Harriet, and Jamison were bewildered by their sudden entrance.Dwight came in. ‘These are doctors from the medical team that usually serves the members of the cabinet.’Jamison, shocked by the medical team’s background, realised the extent of Dwight’s influence.Wendy and Harriet, acknowledging the gravity of the situation, nodded and exited the ward, leaving the medical experts to their work.While Wendy was in the dark about governmental dynamics, Harriet, well-versed in political relationships, understood the magnitude of Dwight’s actions.Summoning a whole team of top-notch medical experts wasn’t a simple task, and it went against the rules.Dwight’s sincerity and determination were the driving forces behind this unprecedented move.‘Mr President, I’d like to thank you on beha

Carl waited in his office, too worked up to sit still.A knock on the door, and then Mindy entered. ‘Dad, it’s done. We have the witness and evidence. Everything will unfold just as you want.’Joy sparkled in Carl’s eyes, grateful for his daughter’s assistance. ‘Good, Mindy. Get Dylan here immediately. I want Elias’s trial to begin ASAP.’Mindy nodded, a wicked smile on her face, and left to find Dylan.She brought Natee along, with the woman’s face veiled to conceal her identity.Meeting Dylan, Mindy relayed Carl’s instructions.Dylan’s eyes lingered on her earlobes, adorned with the pink pearl earrings. ‘You did an excellent job. Your dad is right to be proud of you. I am, too.’Mindy shrugged. ‘It was easy.’Dylan shifted his focus to Natee. ‘Mindy, go get changed. I’ll handle your witness. We’ll gather everyone in half an hour.’‘Alright!’ Mindy nodded.***The Kurtazagg border weather was frigid, and the air threatened to freeze.Dwight, draped in a wool coat, moved towards the m