2025-02-18 22:48:57Tyler Sebastian's arrogance and pride immediately ignited a blaze of anger inside of him, he slowly gazed at Sebastian Tyler and shook his head in bewilderment.
“So what is it going to be Carl Gerald, are you to let your high headedness send Sara, your little sister to the streets?!”
Sebastian Tyler's voice was a bit vehement as he stared at Carl Gerald in anticipation of what he would do next.
The situation was Palpable as Carl Gerald, still deeply worried about Sara's safety, slowly gazed at Tiffany Raymond, disappointment and anger was what reek all over his face.
“Sebastian Tyler…I have told you, yy can't humiliate me into grovelling at your feet and signing those divorce papers…not today and not ever!”
Carl Gerald's voice was laced with an unprecedented level of authority and determination.
“Carl Gerald…I understand that you are doing this to still save our marriage…but let's face it!”
“We are not cut out to be together, Carl Gerald, you and I are worlds apart.”
“I have told you, our marriage was just a way to pay you back for saving my life…but now that I have bigger things to achieve…I'm afraid I can't put up with you!”
“Just cut this shitty show and sign the divorce papers, if it will make you feel any better I have added a twenty million dollars offer to the divorce.”
“Twenty million dollars is a lot of money for a lifetime especially for someone who barely makes two thousand dollars in a whole month!”
“Carl…accept this offer from me, it's the best I can do for you as we go our separate ways.”
Tiffany Raymond's voice was laced with a mixture of mockery and derision as she stared at Carl Gerald before continuing.
“Carl Gerald, you should even be happy now that your mom is dead!”
“You should be glad that she died in that crash with those thugs…now you can manage the little money that you make from your low life jobs!”
“With Mrs Amber Gerald now dead you no longer have to scrape together your daily little savings just to take care of her and her medications.”
“In fact, Carl Gerald, this should be a very big relief to you, at least you would be getting to enjoy the two million dollars that I would be giving you for signing those divorce papers all to yourself!”
“You can spare some money from the twenty million dollars and give your mom a befitting burial, it's the least I can do.”
“Aren't I generous Mr Sebastian?”
Tiffany Raymond's voice was laced with a mixture of humiliation and disrespect for Carl Gerald, her husband as she stared at Sebastian Tyler.
“You are very much generous my dear!”
“Don't mind the fool…if I were you, I wouldn't even give him up to that amount of money!”
Sebastian Tyler's voice was laced with a mixture of derision and mockery as he laughed loudly at Carl Gerald.
Hearing those disdainful words coming from his wife, Carl Gerald was immediately filled with bitterness, anger and disappointment.
He wanted to intervene at least to deliver a loud slap to the face of Sebastian Tyler but he just knew that he had to keep his cool for now.
To Carl Gerald, Tiffany Raymond wasn't just being selfish and unreasonable at the moment, she was being callously indifferent towards his mom's death and this was all that Carl Gerald needed to see so that he could finally decipher the true nature of Tiffany Raymond.
For the first time since they got married, Carl Gerald could now see through the facade that was his wife.
“Carl Gerald! What are you doing staring at us like a mannequin?!”
“If you are not going to sign the divorce papers, then at least stop staring at Mr Sebastian as if you can do anything to him!”
Tiffany Raymond's words were this time more than hurtful before, Carl Gerald slowly took a deep breath.
He slowly bent down and picked up the file, darting a cold and determined gaze at Tiffany Raymond.
“Tiffany I will sign this divorce papers, not because you asked me to do it but because you have just revealed who you truly are to me!”
“Here you go all signed and for the record, you can keep your twenty million dollars to Mr Sebastian Tyler.”
Carl Gerald's voice was laced with a mixture of determination and authority as he spoke.
Tiffany Raymond was stunned to her bone marrow, she had expected Carl Gerald to grovel and beg her to stay.
Her face was etched with a mixture of confusion and bewilderment as she and Sebastian Tyler stared at the man who once almost worshiped her, now turned against her.
“Carl Gerald…I don't believe you really want me gone! Why are you pretending that you can do without me?!”
“You and I know that you can't exist without…”
“Enough Tiffany!”
Carl Gerald's voice was vehement and laced with a mix of anger and determination.
“I don't need you any more Tiffany Raymond, you made it clear to me that you think of me as a worthless piece of trash when you showed up here and asked for a divorce!”
“Well, you got what you wished for!”
Carl Gerald's voice was cold and this time detached, all emotions and feelings that he once had for Tiffany Raymond, his wife, were now all gone completely.
“Carl Gerald! Don't talk to Tiffany Raymond like that, if you weren't less of a may, she wouldn't have divorced you initially!”
“Just take a look at your shoes, were those dug out from the pit some days ago? I know that you work in a construction site but at least, look better than this!”
“Tiffany, this animal doesn't deserve you in any way!”
Sebastian Tyler's voice was laced with a mix of mockery and disdain as he yanked the divorce papers off Carl Gerald's hand.
Taking a deep sigh, Tiffany Raymond walked a bit away from Carl Gerald holding her nose in a manner of mockery and humiliation.
“Carl Gerald, it's over, since you don't want my twenty million dollars, I will keep it!”
“You are the first beggar to defile the saying that a beggar has no choice!”
“It's a pity you wouldn't be joining us at the banquet this afternoon, Mr Rene, the president of Vesta banking corporations has invited me to attend their only members exclusive annual banquet.*
“All thanks to Mr Sebastian Tyler over here, if not for the strings he pulled, I wouldn't have had this lifetime opportunity to finally meet Mr Rene of Vesta Global banking corporations.”
“I know a dunce like you might not about the Neptune Global banking corporations, so let me educate you a bit.”
“The Vesta Global banking corporations is the country's biggest financial institution and rumour has it that they control over ten trillion dollars as a firm.”
“With Mr Sebastian Tyler's help I'm going to secure a whopping sum of ten billion dollars from the bank as investments into the Tiffany Global Group and that will definitely cause an exponential growth in my company.”
“Carl, can you now see why I had to choose Sebastian Tyler over you?”
“Carl Gerald, you are a disgrace to manhood, you are less of a man and more importantly, Sebastian Tyler is everything that you aren't!”
“See you…Never, Carl!”
Tiffany Raymond's voice reeked with derision and humiliation as she held Sebastian Tyler by the hand and the both of them walked out on Carl Gerald.
Carl Gerald just watched Tiffany Raymond pranced away with Sebastian Tyler.
“It's over…Loser!”
Tiffany Raymond's voice was loud and never losing the mockery and humiliation it had for Carl Gerald.
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Chapter 590: The arrival of the doomer:
Officers began moving toward the equipment area where tactical gear had been laid out for distribution, but General Carl Gerald held up his hand to stop them for one more moment."One more thing," he said, his voice quieter but somehow more intense. "I want each of you to take sixty seconds right now and think about why you chose this profession.”“Think about what motivates you to put on the uniform and take these risks. Think about the people you're protecting and why their lives matter enough to you that you're willing to put your own life on the line to defend them."The officers stood silently, some closing their eyes, all of them visibly engaging with the question General Carl Gerald had posed."Hold onto that motivation tomorrow morning," General Carl Gerald continued. "When the fighting gets intense and the situation becomes chaotic and you're tempted to panic or make decisions based on fear rather than training, remember why you're there.”“Remember that the patients in tha
Chapter 589: The game plan:
General Carl Gerald appreciated Phineas's attention to these details. Managing the information environment…controlling what hospital staff knew and didn't know, maintaining cover stories that prevented panic while still allowing necessary preparations, was just as important as the tactical positioning and equipment allocation."What about Doctor Anderson?" General Carl Gerald asked. "He needs to know what's coming so he can prepare medically, but he also needs to continue treating Sara and managing the secure ward without behaving so obviously differently that staff notice and start asking questions.""I briefed Anderson personally about an hour ago," Phineas reported. "He's aware of the threat and the timeline.”“He's quietly preparing emergency medical equipment and supplies in Sara's room so he can continue providing care even if normal hospital services are disrupted by the attack. And he's coordinating with senior nursing staff to ensure they're positioned to handle mass casual
Chapter 588: The Price of progress is pain:
General Carl Gerald let that sink in, seeing the growing tension in the officers' expressions as they contemplated these realities."And you're going to have to live with the outcomes of those decisions," General Carl Gerald said quietly. "If you shoot an attacker and the round passes through and hits a patient in the room behind your target, you'll have to live with that.”“If you hesitate to shoot because you're worried about collateral damage and that hesitation allows an attacker to kill a nurse or doctor who was just trying to do their job, you'll have to live with that too. There are no clean choices in this operation.”“There are only varying degrees of terrible outcomes and the hope that we can minimize harm while accomplishing our mission."The room was absolutely silent now, every officer confronting the moral complexity of what they were being asked to do."I'm telling you this not to demoralize you or make you second-guess yourselves," General Carl Gerald continued. "I'm
Chapter 587: DefCon mode:
"Five officers will be positioned directly around Sara's room with the mission of keeping her alive regardless of what happens elsewhere in the building.”“This team will include myself, Lieutenant Chen, Sergeant Rivera, and two tactical officers with hostage rescue experience.” General Carl Gerald immediately continued.“We'll have prepared evacuation routes and secure fallback positions. If the attackers breach the fourth floor and threaten to overrun Sara's position, we extract her to a secure location and hold until reinforcements arrive from the mobile reserve force."Lieutenant Chen studied the schematic carefully. "Sir, the fourth floor has multiple stairwells and elevator access points. If the attackers coordinate their approach, they could hit us from several directions simultaneously. How do we prevent being surrounded?""We don't prevent it," General Carl Gerald said.“We accept that possibility and plan for it. The close protection team will have defensible positions estab
Chapter 586: Intelligence wasted:
"Limited intelligence on specific individuals," General Carl Gerald admitted. "But based on the professionalism demonstrated in other operations The Architect has coordinated…the funeral attack, the imposter infiltrations, the sophisticated tactical planning…we should assume we're facing operators with military-grade training and equipment.”“Think former special forces or private military contractors rather than street-level criminals. These will be people who know what they're doing and who won't hesitate to kill anyone who gets in their way."Sergeant Marcus Rivera spoke up, his voice carrying the gravelly tone of someone who'd spent years shouting orders on training ranges and in combat zones. "General Carl Gerald, with all respect, ten against fifteen seems like reasonable odds for us. We outnumber them and we'll have defensive advantage. What makes this operation particularly challenging beyond just the civilian environment?"It was a fair question from someone whose military
Chapter 585: The Midnight Dancer:
The two hours that followed the emergency briefing passed with the kind of controlled urgency that characterized high-stakes military operations in their preparation phases. The Elite Division headquarters building…normally a place of methodical routine and bureaucratic process…had transformed into something that more closely resembled a combat forward operating base. Every floor hummed with purposeful activity as officers gathered equipment, reviewed tactical plans, coordinated with their assigned teams, and mentally prepared themselves for the violence that would erupt when the sun rose in approximately thirteen hours.General Carl Gerald stood in one of the secure conference rooms on the seventh floor, surrounded by maps, facility schematics, equipment manifests, and the organized chaos of operational planning. The hospital defense team had assembled as requested…fifteen officers whose files and service records suggested they were the best possible choices for the unique challen
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