Jenna was the closest to her. So, she leaned over and put her head close to her. She reached out to lift her wrist, but Vivian stopped her. "Grandma." Jenna stared at her with wide eyes and shouted with heartache. Vivian opened her mouth and looked at her. Tears welled up in her eyes. She took a few deep breaths, and her body began to convulse. "Call a doctor." Jenna immediately came to her senses. She only had time to raise her head and shout out this sentence. Then, she saw Vivian open her eyes for the last time, suddenly exhaled, and lolled her head to the side. Her whole body sagged. "Mom!" "Grandma!" Everyone realized something and called out at once. Jenna was stupefied. She only felt that Vivian's grip was getting loose, and her hand was getting colder. Jenna cried out, "Grandma." In an instant, everyone was shocked to their core. Vivian had passed away! This was everyone's shared understanding. After only a short while, the
Zoella was sitting in front of the computer, with her face livid, and her figure solitary. "Miss Yates, both Octavia's mother and brother have disappeared." Libby came in a hurry and reported. Zoella's expression was gloomy in every sense of the word. Never would she have dreamed that Octavia would betray her, least of all seeing the latter succeeding in it. It was not until Octavia went to the Public Security Department to turn herself in and the police came to her door that she had any inkling that Octavia had betrayed her. When the police told her that Octavia had turned herself in and requested Zoella to cooperate with them in the investigation, a rare and sad smile emerged on her face. However, she seemed to have predicted that that day would come. After all, she had never gone into any battle unprepared, nor had she provoked any trouble or trusted a soul. Therefore, her lawyer quickly sorted out a document and brought out in the open all the informat
Surely enough, three days later, Matteo's was dumbstruck. On the morning of that day, no sooner had he popped into the office than the authorities came for an investigation. It was beyond his imagination that his company would actually be involved with the framing of the Richards Group. Moreover, in the face of a large amount of evidence, his legal team could not reverse the case. Finally, the Jones Group's luxury cars were forced to be banned and withdrawn from the global market once and for all. Not only that, the one hundred million dollars that he had earned previously was all used up to pay the fine. The peak of his fury was the rumors spreading within the market due to the authorities' investigation, and the news media seemed to have caught wind of the news long ago and swarmed to their company, having a field day. Influenced by this bad news, the Jones Group stock took a nosedive, and its market value had shrunk by a hundred million. In the absence of an external bai
"Alvin, at the first sign of their signal light, we'll charge forward in no time." Hansen gave an order on his cell phone. Time trickled by slowly. Everyone held their breath, just for the sake of this moment. Finally, the signal light flashed. From another direction came five extremists of the sect, wearing balaclavas and donning long robes. The people from both sides slowly approached. "Go." Hansen waved his hand and gave the order. Everyone surreptitiously rushed forward from the back. "Raise your hand, don't move." As their whistles rang out and the trading commenced, Hansen and the others stormed forward, raising the guns in their hands and aiming at them. "Raise your hand. You are surrounded." With a roar, Christopher pointed at the leader with the long rifle in his hand and approached them. "Now." Alvin and the others jumped forward and shouted as they urged. Those people were obviously caught off guard. They didn't exp
Just as Hansen and Christopher were desperately trying to fight their way out against the enemy, the sound of a helicopter reverberated in the sky. He looked up and saw several helicopters hovering above his head. Someone was shouting in English, "Put down your weapons and surrender. We are the government army. You are all surrounded." When Hansen heard this, he felt like a magnificent rainbow had appeared in the sky, illuminating the entire night sky. Christopher also heard it. He turned his head and exclaimed excitedly, "Hansen, we are lucky to be saved." Hansen also nodded his head in excitement. All of them put down their guns. The helicopter ladder was extended when the extremists realized something and began to shoot back at the government army. As expected, the government army were all well-trained masters. Moreover, they had advanced weapons in their hands. So, after only a few rounds, they had severely suppressed the extremists.
"Sergio, as soon as the Ocean Heart is in our possession, we can get ready to leave. The plane is on standby, and all procedures are done and dusted." Yadriel's wily eyes were eclipsed by a shadow. He had already made preparations for this day. "Head over to Richards Manor in A City to find ways to get the treasure, and I will deal with tomorrow's election. Remember, this thing can't be delayed any longer. If it goes on, then what awaits us will be the threat of imprisonment." Yadriel warned sincerely. Sergio nodded and walked out, completely disheartened. The strong dominated the weak. That was the law in this world. From then on, would he spend the rest of his life in a foreign land? No, he didn't want to, for he might never be able to see her again. He lowered his head and trudged out of the Xanthe family's courtyard. Liya was hiding in the guest room of Crystal Cove Garden. She covered her head with the quilt, with her whole body trembling. What
Jenna came forward, took a bow, and brought General Delia before the memorial tablet. General Delia placed the flowers before bowing sincerely three times towards Vivian's portrait. Then, he retreated to one side with Trevor. Sabrina had heard that General Delia was coming, and had hidden herself somewhere with the excuse that she had to deal with something. As a result, General Delia didn't see his daughter Sabrina despite having waited in the Ink Garden for the whole afternoon. Displeasure was written all over his dark face. When the sun set, he remained standing in the back garden of Ink Garden with both hands clutching a newspaper behind his back. He was in a dark mood. The funeral hymns in the mourning hall echoed from time to time, causing his mood to be clouded with worry. His daughter, Sabrina, was 26 years old. A few years ago, she broke off the engagement with Norton Richards, and her reputation had been tainted because of what Norton did.
General Delia's words scoured Sabrina's heart. She felt chills running down her spine and could not think of anything to say for a moment. She suddenly felt a burst of pain in her stomach. Her face was pale as she squatted down. "Sabrina, what's wrong?" Norton, who was worried about her, stayed in a corner of the corridor. When he saw General Delia stomping out of the hall, he rushed in. He saw Sabrina squatting on the ground with a hand over her stomach and panicked. Sabrina slowly raised her head. Norton saw her pale face. Tears had welled up in her bright, grief-stricken eyes. His heart tightened. He couldn't help touching her face, wanting to comfort her. "D*mn it." Sabrina pushed his hand away and slapped him hard on the face. Then, she covered her mouth and ran outside. Norton was stunned and was rooted to the spot. He hadn't come back to his senses when Sabrina's figure disappeared. After a long time, he saw a piece of newspaper on