Female Novel
Chapter 1099
It felt torturous and unbearable to wait even just one more day.novelbin
Since Cecelia had an accident and fell into a coma, General Ralph himself was not at the Capital, a
once-in-a-lifetime opportunity just presented itself.
First, he sent his men to lock down the secret hospital, and then he sent another group of people to
intercept General Ralph and put him under house arrest.
No one would ever know what happened.
His lips hooked up a wicked cold smile.
Leaning over the long table in the command, he produced a box of cigars from his pocket.
He held one to his lips, and the lighter ignited a scarlet flame and set the cigar alight.
He took a deep puff, and the strong smell of smoke gave him a feeling of addiction.
Tilting his head, he exhaled a layer of bizarre smoke rings.
He could hardly hide his poisonous, vicious, and smug face at this moment.
It was today and he would take the entire military over.
From now on, the entire military would be in his pocket, and everyone would be subject to his will.
The satellite phone he had with him rang at that moment.
The entire military's internal communication had been cut off by him, and only satellite phones could
contact him now.
He picked up the phone with a relaxed look.
The person who called him was a senior officer.
"Mr. Robertson, the mission was successfully completed. The first detachment has successfully
intercepted the General, and they have now transferred him to a secret base on the outskirts of the city
for house arrest. In addition, the second detachment has surrounded the secret hospital. The rest of
the detachments have got the Military Staff House under control, and the rest of the places have also
been occupied by our men."
"Very well." Otis puffed out smoke rings again with an expression of enjoyment, "Is there anyone
resisting?"
"Frank and dozens of soldiers from the Hurley family are guarding the hospital, so we can't get in. They
have almost evacualted the hospital, leaving only necessary doctors and nurses to look after Ms.
Cecelia. Mr. Robertson, the hospital is well-stocked, with a wartime emergency reserve of food and
water in the basement, as well as a power generation system. It is predicted that they can last for at
least a month."
Otis listened and frowned slightly.
Damn Frank. He really never knew what was going on.
It didn’t matter though. The Heath family was no longer a thing now.
He was close to success.
He sneered, "Got it, lock the hospital down, and cut off communications. Let him just stay there, and I'll
see how long he can actually last."
Oh, when he climbed to the top, and when he could have them all firmly in his grasp, he must trample
Frank so hard under his feet and made his life worse than death.
Right now, he still needed Cecelia. He could still use her, and Frank might just stick to her if he wanted
to.
In the future, he must teach Frank a lesson, so that he could know clearly, in the end, who he should
really be loyal to!
"Yes! Is there anything we can do for Mr. Robertson?"
"Immediately send someone to control the radio and television stations and wait for my notice to
announce the news."
"Yes, Mr. Robertson."
Otis hung up the phone.
He laughed maniacally with his head tilted up, and his eyes were flaming and burning with the colors of
hell.
Everything went more smoothly than expected.
He pressed the cigar hard against the leather tabletop and rubbed and turned it viciously until it went
out.
A dark hole was left on the leather desktop, emitting a burning smell and looking oozy and horrible.
Outside the window, the brief brightness of the morning sun was suddenly obscured by thick dark
clouds that came from nowhere.
The day was increasingly gloomy.
The west wind rose, blowing wildly and lifting the leaves everywhere.
Everything was about to change!