All Chapters of Medal in Hand: A Stand for Justice: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

10 Chapters

Chapter 1

My granddaughter, Giselle Tanner, was an orphan. For that reason alone, the school bullies made her their target.Giselle had been dragged into the school restroom and beaten for seven hours straight. Now, she was fighting for her life in the intensive care unit. The ringleader, Tricia Fleming, chewed her gum without a care. "Go ahead, sue me. I'm not scared. I know the law. Since I'm underage, the most they'll do is me on the wrist. I'm not going to jail." She spoke with ease, her face showing not the slightest trace of regret. Tricia's father, Harold Fleming, was just as dismissive. "Quit acting so petty. You just want more money, don't you?" he said with a sneer. "We'll pay you. But you're signing a statement saying your granddaughter's injuries came from a fall and had nothing to do with my daughter."Then, he yanked a wad of cash from his bag and hurled it at my face. It was 100 thousand dollars in bills. Harold laughed with contempt and added, "Your granddaughter gets a b

Chapter 2

Louis helped me up from the floor and said with forced patience, "The Flemings have money and influence while you're just an ordinary citizen. You can't fight them. "Just sign the statement, take the compensation, and let it go. If you keep pushing, you'll only damage the school's reputation. What impression will this leave on other parents?"I was stunned. Giselle had been bullied, yet the principal's immediate concern was the school's image, not justice. I could hardly believe such words were coming from an educator. Giselle had been hospitalized from the abuse, and now Louis spoke of compensation as if that could put an end to it. Shouldn't the bullies be punished?When he saw that I wouldn't give in, Louis' patience snapped. "They were already willing to pay you. What more do you want? Do you really have to drive them to their deaths?"Then, he coldly pulled a file from his briefcase and hurled it at me. "If you refuse to sign the statement, Giselle will no longer be welco

Chapter 3

After pulling myself together, I returned to Giselle's hospital room. When she woke up, she stayed curled beneath the blanket, unwilling to come out. Seeing her trembling under the covers broke my heart. Without missing a beat, I approached her and pulled her into my arms. Giselle pressed herself against me and sobbed. "Grandpa, it hurts so much. I feel awful. Tricia and the others beat me up and bullied me. They even said I was born to be picked on because I was an orphan. "But I do have a mom and dad. Didn't they promise they'd come home when I turned ten? I'm 15 now. Why haven't they come back? Did I do something wrong? Don't they want me anymore? Was it because I snuck ice cream home when I was little?"Grandpa, can you tell Mom and Dad I know I was wrong? I'll never eat ice cream again. I'll be good. I miss them so much. If Mom and Dad were still here, they wouldn't dare bully me."Her cries hit me like a punch to the gut, and my hand closed around the medals in my pocke

Chapter 4

In the video, Giselle was backed into the corner by the bullies. They lined up, each taking a turn to slap her while she curled into herself and helplessly sobbed. One of them shoved the phone in her face for a close-up, mocking, "Someone like her, with no mom or dad who cares, was born for us to mess with."My hand trembled as I held the phone. I couldn't watch another second of it. Along with the video came a taunting message from Harold. He wrote, "Enjoying the show, old geezer? If you don't sign the statement, I'll upload this online, and your granddaughter will be a laughingstock."Then, he sent another image. This time, it was one of a skinned rabbit. Rabbits were Giselle's favorite animal. My whole body shook with fury as I replied, "Don't you think this is too much?"Harold shot back, "So what if I'm crossing the line? What can you do? I've got family in the courthouse. Around here, even murder gets swept under the rug, let alone assault. "Your granddaughter is the

Chapter 5

The next day, I walked up to the courthouse with the legal papers I had drafted overnight. At this point, I had no other choice. This lawsuit was the last hope I had left.But as soon as I stepped inside, I came face-to-face with Harold. He was chatting and laughing with a court official. His expression darkened the instant he saw me. Without missing a beat, he ordered the security guards at the entrance to stop me. "This old man is crazy! Don't let him through!" he yelled.The guards immediately pinned me to the ground. No matter how much I resisted, I was powerless against them. Harold stood over me, smug. Then, he flung the shredded remains of my papers into my face. "I told you, didn't I? The ones in charge of this courthouse are all my relatives. "This isn't a place where you'll ever find justice. You could sue me all you like, and it still wouldn't matter. If you know what's good for you, you'd sign the statement. Otherwise, don't blame me for what happens next."Their l

Chapter 6

The guards quickly helped me up from the ground and guided me into the guardhouse to rest. Then, one of them sprinted toward the main building.I sat rigid inside, unease gnawing at me. I didn't know if the medals Moses and Clara had died to earn would mean anything at all. Could it really be—as Harold had claimed—that they were nothing but worthless scraps of metal?As I anxiously waited, a military vehicle drove into the yard and stopped in front of me. Almost immediately, a stern, imposing general stepped out.I stared at him, tears burning in my eyes, while a swell of emotions I couldn't name rose inside me.He was Isaac Ziegler—the very man who had once handed me those medals.Back then, he had stood in the auditorium where the air had been heavy with solemnity. His expression had been grave as he'd placed them in my hands.And now, those same medals lay at his feet. It was as if fate had brought them back to him. Isaac bent down to retrieve the medals. The hands that ha

Chapter 7

It was the first time in days that I'd felt truly respected. With Isaac's assurance, the weight on my chest finally eased. He insisted on driving me home, but the moment he stepped inside and saw the wreckage, he froze in disbelief. Apparently, while I was away, Harold had sent men to break in and destroy everything inside. Fortunately, I had sent Giselle to her maternal grandmother's place beforehand. Otherwise, if she had seen the devastation, it would have left her even more traumatized. There wasn't a single piece of furniture left intact. Even the pots and pans had been smashed to bits. Isaac trembled with rage at the sight. Then, right on cue, Harold called. I put the call on speaker in front of Isaac. In an instant, Harold's arrogant voice blared out, "Back home, old geezer? It doesn't feel good seeing your house wrecked, does it?"Furious, Isaac snatched the phone from my hand and shouted, "Do you think you can push people around like this? Aren't you afraid th

Chapter 8

The next morning, Isaac had me ride with him in his car, and we headed toward my place. A convoy of dozens of vehicles followed close behind. Meanwhile, another half a dozen cars had already gathered outside my house. At the front stood Harold. A thick gold chain gleamed at his neck, and sunglasses masked his eyes. He radiated a presence that warned people not to cross him. At that moment, he was barking orders as his men tore my house apart. He intended to destroy it completely, leaving me with nowhere to go. The crash and roar of the demolition drew the neighbors out in anger. But when they saw the thugs at work, everyone fell silent and slipped back inside. They were ordinary folks who knew better than to challenge men with power, after all.Once the bulldozer leveled my house, Harold broke into a triumphant grin. He wanted everyone to see exactly what would happen to those who dared stand against him. But then, to his shock, cars pulled in from all directions, trapping

Chapter 9

As soon as Harold heard that, he grabbed his phone and called someone. Before long, several cars pulled up, and influential figures from the city—politicians, lawyers, and businessmen—stepped out. Among them was Louis, the principal who had expelled Giselle.My heart sank when I saw the crowd. It was no wonder Tricia had bullied her classmate without fear. As it turned out, her family's connections were far too powerful. The moment his reinforcements arrived, Harold scrambled to his feet and hurried over to complain. He claimed that we had been the ones to mistreat him. But he hadn't expected that the very people he had summoned would go pale at the sight of Isaac. Without hesitation, they hurried forward and lowered their heads in respect. Harold froze in shock. What was going on? Weren't these his reinforcements? Why were they siding with Isaac?"General Ziegler, we didn't know you were here. We're sorry for not welcoming you sooner," one said. A wave of disgust hit Isaac

Chapter 10

Thanks to Isaac's firm hand, everyone involved in Giselle's bullying was finally brought to justice. Tricia, the ringleader, and her friends were sentenced to prison terms. Meanwhile, Harold, who had enabled her every wrongdoing, was exposed for framing others, assault, bribery, and countless other crimes. Parents whose children Tricia had tormented stepped forward to testify against him too. With the charges piling up, he was ultimately sentenced to life in prison. The powerful figures who had protected Harold were also stripped of their power. Each met the downfall they deserved.As for Louis—the principal who had expelled Giselle—he was fired from his position. The school held him accountable for breaking the law and permanently banned him from working in education.…With Moses' comrades at our side, Giselle and I moved into the villa they had prepared for us.Giselle looked around our brand-new home, her eyes wide with curiosity. Everything inside was new. Even the bat

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