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Fantasy Hero Country

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Boom Boom Boom!

The sound of knocking reverberated through the quiet night.

“Who’s at the door?” Samuel murmured groggily.

The clock on the wall showed 1 a.m.—far too late for visitors.

“Open the door, or we’ll break it down!”

A commanding voice from outside made Samuel quicken his steps.

As he passed the window, his gaze caught the faint flicker of police sirens.

Shock coursed through him when he opened the door and found three police officers standing there.

“You’re under arrest.”

One of the officers held out an arrest warrant.

Fraud, embezzlement, forgery, and tax evasion.

It’s all about the company.

His mind raced back to his years of dedication to J&S Corp, which belonged to his fiancée’s family.

J&S Corp was nothing more than a company riddled with issues, leaving behind environmental destruction, loss of lives, and tangled government problems.

However, everything became clear when Samuel joined the company.

Samuel had put everything to rescue the company from near bankruptcy.

Three relentless years spent rebuilding the Brooks family's struggling business.

He used his own methods, not only solving the company's problems but also boosting the local economy by 200%.

The job environment, salaries, and all the extra benefits were highly praised.

Locals often said that if Samuel Hayes ran for president, they'd vote for him.

Given all this, the accusation was just ridiculous.

Samuel squinted at the officer’s name tag.

“Well, Officer Douglaz,” Samuel said, his voice calm but biting, “I’d gladly come with you if those accusations were even remotely true.”

“If you have any defense, you can make it at the station!” Officer Douglaz replied curtly.

Douglaz signaled his subordinates to take Samuel, but Samuel frowned.

“Officers. You’ve got the wrong man.”

“Enough of this nonsense!”

A sharp, cold voice cut through the tension, coming from behind the officers.

A woman stepped forward, her movements deliberate.

“Madeline?” Samuel whispered, disbelief clouding his face.

His fiancée, the sole heir to J&S Corp, stood before him with an icy smile. Her piercing eyes full of scorn.

“Do you want to protest?” she asked, her voice dripping with mockery.

Their eyes met, and Samuel’s fists clenched tightly.

Everything was clear now.

He recalled the warnings of his colleagues about the Brooks family’s ruthlessness.

Yet, he had always turned a deaf ear, believing such treachery could never reach him.

For Samuel, none of this had ever felt real, as he had been raised by Madeline’s grandparents.

Samuel’s parents had worked for Madeline’s grandparents, but tragically, a fatal incident claimed the lives of Samuel’s parents and Madeline’s grandmother.

Ten-year-old Samuel was then taken in by Madeline’s grandfather.

Sadly, Madeline’s grandfather followed his true love in death exactly ten months after the incident.

Before his passing, he left a will instructing Madeline’s parent to raise him.

Jonathan Brooks, Madeline’s father, initially had no desire to raise Samuel, but Samuel was considered a smart and obedient child.

Clearly, Jonathan took advantage of this.

He made Samuel take control of J&S Corp, which was on the verge of being seized by the government.

He even insisted that Samuel become engaged to Madeline.

But now, betrayal stared him in the face, cloaked in Madeline’s smug grin.

A sharp chime interrupted the moment as Madeline’s phone lit up.

Samuel caught the name on the screen: Gideon.

With his sharp eyes, he quickly caught a few glaring words on the screen:

Baby... Bed... Can’t wait...

Those words clearly didn’t belong in a normal business conversation.

Recognition dawned.

He remembered the rumors of an arranged marriage between the Brooks and the powerful Hawthorne family.

He thought it was just rumors. Madeline wouldn't cheat on him.

But clearly, the rumors were true.

She really was involved with the son of the Gideon family during the time.

“Ah,” Samuel muttered with a bitter chuckle. “I see now.”

Madeline slid her phone into her pocket and pushed Samuel’s shoulder with disdain.

“What do you think you know, fool?” she sneered.

Samuel’s expression hardened.

“Everything about what’s happening now. But I do wonder, Madeline—do you honestly believe J&S Corp will thrive without me?”

Madeline laughed, her voice sharp and mocking. “You think you’re irreplaceable? How pathetic.”

Samuel’s voice turned cold. “You’re treating me like disposable trash, are you? Madeline? Kick me out after everything I’ve done?”

Madeline stepped closer, her face inches from his, her tone venomous.

“Don’t act like a victim, Samuel. You were useful for a time, but now you’re just dead weight. J&S Corp doesn’t need you anymore.”

“Then J&S Corp is doomed,” Samuel replied simply.

Chapter 2
Fury flashed in Madeline’s eyes, and without hesitation, she slapped Samuel hard across the face.

The sound echoed in the hallway.

“Enough!” she hissed, her voice trembling with anger. “Know your place.”

Samuel’s cheek burned, but he stood tall, his voice calm.

“You’ve just made the biggest mistake of your life.”

Madeline laughed derisively. “Who do you think you are, Samuel? Without my grandparents’ charity, you’d still be nothing more than a street rat! Don’t delude yourself into thinking J&S succeeded because of you.”

“Your skills were all ours to begin with,” she continued, her tone dripping with contempt. “If someone as useless as you could run the company, imagine what we can achieve without you.”

Samuel said nothing more.

“And you know what? I’m marrying Gideon!” she declared, her voice laced with venom, "He was incredible!"

“He’s handsome, smart, and rich. With him around, J&S will not only make more money but also become a global powerhouse!”

Samuel responded with a smirk, one corner of his mouth lifting.

“What are you laughing at? You think you’re better than Gideon?!” Madeline snapped, her eyes narrowing into furious slits.

“Well,” Samuel replied coolly, “I’m just curious how he plans to manage J&S Corp when he had just been bailed out of prison.”

His words struck a nerve, causing Madeline’s hands to clench into tight fists.

Because Samuel wasn’t wrong.

Gideon Hawthorne had a terrible reputation, having been arrested for asaulted a minor.

Madeline looked like someone hit her nerve. She shouted:

“And you? You’re nothing!”

“I finally don’t need to waste my time tolerating a 'fiancé' like you! So far beneath me!”

“Imagine how much I’ve suffered these past three years!”

“Don’t bother worrying about other people’s lives,” she spat. “You should focus on how you’ll rot away in prison!”

Her tone turned crueler, sharper.

Samuel had fully understood: this was a trap woven by his fiancée’s family, meant to keep him locked away forever.

Madeline turned back to the police, signaling for them to do their job.

But the officers stood rooted in place, as if an invisible force had shackled them.

Samuel’s sharp gaze pierced through the three officers like a blade.

It wasn’t anger in his eyes, but something far more potent—an air of authority so commanding that it froze them.

He didn’t need to speak to establish dominance.

His reputation alone preceded him—known not just for his wisdom, but for his ability to utterly dismantle his opposition with little more than his words and presence.

Samuel Hayes wasn’t a man to be taken lightly.

He held his head high and descended the steps ahead of them, looking nothing like a criminal.

As the flashing sirens disappeared into the night, Madeline let out a relive sign.

She pulled out her phone and called her father, Arthur Brooks.

“My daughter,” came Arthur’s gravelly voice. “I trust you’re calling with good news about your plan.”

“Of course, Daddy. When have I ever failed?” Madeline replied, her smug grin spreading. She basked in the satisfaction of her apparent victory.

“Good job, my daughter,” Arthur said. “Forgive me for doubting you. Now, prepare to welcome your future husband.”

“Don’t worry,” Madeline purred. “I’ll have Gideon wrapped around my finger in no time. We will get as much money as we want.”

After ended the call, Madeline turned toward the villa.

"At last, I’ve gotten rid of a poor fool," she smriked , striding into the opulent estate,

"This beautiful house; these banknotes...Finally mine alone! No one takes it apart from me!"

Meanwhile, in the small interrogation room, Douglaz gestured to a chair.

“Have a seat, Mr. Hayes. I expect full cooperation here.”

Samuel nodded once, his eyes drifting to the phone on the table.

“I’d like to borrow your phone,” he said, his tone casual but firm.

Douglaz hesitated. “To call your lawyer? That’s a good idea.”

“No,” Samuel replied, his voice steady. “I want to call your chief.”

“Call our chief?” another young officer, who hadn’t been involved in the arrest, laughed and interrupted.

“Who do you think you are?! Our chief is not someone you can mess around.”

Chief Joey Gunther, with a career spanning over two decades, had earned respect and admiration for his achievements.

Firm, authoritative, and revered by all, Joey exuded leadership.

Even the sound of his footsteps down a corridor could silence his subordinates.

This arrested criminal had no right to see the chief.

Besides, how many billionaires had tried to bribe Chief Joey Gunther, only to humiliate themselves?

This man was just a manager of a local company, and a nominal one at that.

The officer sneered.

“If you don’t want your face in a toilet, shut up and answer the questions!”

“He’ll want to meet me,” Samuel replied. “It’s better for you to let me call him than for him to find out about this himself.”

Seeing Samuel’s stubbornness, the younger officer tightened his grip on the stun baton and stepped forward threateningly.

But just then, the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

The name on the screen was striking: Chief.

Douglas froze, his heart skipping a beat, and hesitantly picked up the call.

On the other end, Joey Gunther’s furious voice roared:

"How dare you bstds lock Mr. Hayes up?! Do you even know who he is?!"

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