The Return of General Williams のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 511 - チャプター 520

"Yes. I am going with George and the boys. After that, we will come over.""That's good. When’s the day?" "This Saturday," Tim replied. "That will be great. Congratulations once again.""I appreciate it."Tim's House He hardly cut the call when his phone buzzed with a message. His face beamed with happiness when he saw a message from Stephanie. He tapped it immediately and read through it:(I can't appreciate you enough, my husband. I don't know that I had been feeding my past with my future by refusing to give love a chance. Indeed, love is the greatest. My boss gave a treat because of me. Thank you for loving me. See you later.)Tim's heart melted and all the days she played hard to get meant nothing to him. Rather, he saw it as a mountain he had to surmount and get to his treasure island. Instantly, he replied:(Our love is written in heaven and the angels are rejoicing over us, my beautiful wife. Every moment with you feels like a dream I never want to wake up from. I’m so pro

With that, Tim ended the call, leaving Vincent stranded in uncertainty. Vincent stared at his phone, the abrupt end of the call leaving him unsettled. "One of us has to resign?"The thought gnawed at him. Barbara loved her job and would she give it up for him? And could he afford to lose his own position? "I was employed as compensation for my trouble. How can I resign?"He paced his room, the excitement of the engagement now tinged with unease. Outside, the muffled voices of his family members carried through the thin walls -laughter, arguments, the familiar chaos he longed to escape. Marriage was his ticket out, but Tim’s warning loomed like a storm cloud. "There must be a way out," he concluded and left for his dinner.Tim's House After the call, he called Stephanie and they talked briefly."I will call you after dinner, Your Majesty," he promised. "It's okay, darling," she answered and the call ended.The dinner was exciting. Gerald was happier than everyone. He looked at

The woman clasped her hands together, her voice trembling with feigned emotion. She suspected that he was a soldier, and answered, "Private Valentine Bentley. Surely you know him?" They focused on his worried face and guessed that they had been detected. The man coughed to cover the lies and attract sympathy."Private Valentine Bentley? I can't remember. Are you sure he works here?""Yes, Corporal. He represented the organization on television some days ago," the old man said with a trembling voice.Simpson's face brightened and they assumed that their tricks worked. "You know him?" The old woman asked."Yes. I advise that you call his number," Simpson said, and her face fell.She looked at her husband for the next trick. He cleared his throat and began his sob story, "Actually, ..." Simpson was not convinced that they were genuine. He decided to inform the General Manager before sending them away.He used the intercom close to him and called him. He picked up the call at the fir

Now, George’s set and walked in. After listening, he asked, "Can I appreciate them for bringing you my way?""Of course," Tim said, ruffling his hair. "I’m sure they’d love to hear about it." "I’ll tell them I’ve finished school and am officially a Private now," Gerald said, his voice brimming with pride. "Good," Tim replied with a nod. "They’ll be glad to hear we’re making progress." With that, the boys seemed reassured. They finished getting ready, the earlier uncertainty replaced by quiet determination. That day wasn’t just about cleaning a tomb; it was about connection, learning, and practicing the tomb visit for the first time, remembrance, and keeping love alive even after goodbye. "All right, let’s go," Tim said, leading the way. "Stephanie’s waiting.""It's okay, Dad," they said and moved.Soon, they were in Stephanie’s House. The boys were excited to see her."Good morning, Miss Benjamin," they greeted simultaneously."Good morning, Samuel and ..." She paused when sh

Now, they were in the field and parked in their usual parking spot. Valentine saw them and began to walk towards them. Before he got to them, Richard was already out of the car.After the greetings, he led him to the refining plant and Tim waited in the car. He looked at the clock and wished to be in the office before 10 AM. Before thirty minutes, Richard was through and joined Tim in the car."How is the work going?""The work is going well. Ambrose had sourced more clients, but Valentine would not disappoint Mr. Kennedy."Tim smiled softly and watched him turn on his ignition. He honked at Valentine, who was waiting for him, and drove off."Vincent is getting married," Tim informed him. He furrowed and asked, "Who is Vincent?""The taxi driver.""Wow! That is good. I'm happy for him.""I'm happy for him as well. Guess who he is marrying."Richard pouted and Tim said, "He is marrying the front desk officer.""Hmm. How much does he know about Miss Dickson?" He asked without consideri