New resting place
Author: Jericho Chase
last update2025-03-25 18:30:19

"I'm going to tear Wesington city to the ground and rebuild it again," Barry told Veronica.

He had returned back to the hotel and was having breakfast with Veronica when he brought up his plans.

Veronica's eyes widened in surprise. "Wow, what made you changed your mind?"

"I believe it's something my mother would want," Barry responded. "This is my hometown. I can transform it."

Veronica looked so proud of Barry. "You keep surprising me everyday Barry. Have you spoken to the president about it?"

"Yeah, about that," Barry wiped his mouth with a napkin. "He's agreed to to hold a meeting with you to discuss the details."

Veronica stared at him for a while. "Let me guess, you're going to put me in charge of this project, aren't you?"

Barry smirked. "I'm afraid so. I want the Sullivan Group to be the sole sponsor of this project. You'll do a great job at it, won't you?"

Veronica sighed. "Well, it was my idea in the world first place. I guess I'll do it."

Barry reached out and held her hand
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    Akame stood silently by the large window, her arms wrapped around herself. She watched as two police officers shoved her father into the back of a black-and-white car. There was no sadness nor pity in her eyes. Instead her eyes were hollow, weary and filled with disappointment.Barry walked up behind her, his footsteps stopping a few inches from her. "I'm sorry you had to go through this, Akame," he said, his voice gentle. "I know how hard this must be, seeing your own father taken away."Akame didn't turn. "You shouldn't be sorry, Mr. Sullivan," she replied, her tone flat and distant. "I could care less what happens to him now. I'm just glad I'm well and alive, thanks to you.""He will be formally charged with conspiracy to commit murder, kidnapping, and fraud," Barry explained. "The evidence from Ramon is enough to put him behind bars. He will spend the rest of his life in prison. There will be no parole."A small, cold smile touched Akame's lips. "Good," she said softly. "Do wha

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    A wave of nervous murmurs swept through the lawyers. The lead attorney, a man with severe glasses, cleared his throat and leaned forward."Mr. Sullivan, with all due respect," he began, choosing his words carefully, "the law in this matter is quite clear. In the absence of a will, which we have confirmed does not exist, the estate passes to the closest living relative. As Akame Yamamoto's father, Mr. Yuji Yamamoto is the undisputed and sole heir. We have the death certificate and all the necessary documentation. There is no legal basis for your refusal."Another lawyer chimed in, "We understand this is emotionally difficult, but you are holding assets in trust. Your fiduciary duty, at this point, is to release them to the lawful beneficiary."Yuji shot to his feet, his face purple with rage. He slammed his hands on the table. "You hear that, Sullivan? There's no basis! This is my money! I am not going to sit here and watch you steal what is rightfully mine!"Barry had let them all spe

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    Yuji stood over Akame, his hand still raised, his chest heaving. “Don’t you dare talk back to me!” he roared. “You’ve ruined everything! Everything your grandfather built, you’ve just handed away!”Akame’s vision blurred with tears. She clutched the side of her face, trembling violently, unable to meet his eyes. His face was monstrous, consumed by years of bitterness and drink.“Father,” she whispered weakly, her voice quivering. “Please stop. You’re scaring me.”But Yuji only snarled, pacing like a wild animal. “You think this is over? I’ll get that money back,” he muttered darkly. “If I have to drag that Sullivan man here myself, I’ll do it. I’ll make him pay.”Akame pressed her palms together, silently willing herself not to cry louder. Her cheek still burned from the sting of her father’s hand. Her knees wobbled as she struggled to her feet, holding herself upright only through sheer will.“Please excuse me, Father,” she whispered, bowing slightly, her voice trembling despite he

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