Corruption Gf นิยาย & เรื่องราว

He pointed towards all the cups on his table. "These are from the hospital workers. I think, they knew miss San was bringing you coffee on your day on." Gael did not reply and checked the files and signed. "Mr Albert, asked you to check this file too." Riley showed him another file. Albert was his man that he planted in the finance department and as Gael read the file, a frown appeared on his forehead. The corruption was way bigger than he thought. After checking and completing his work, Gael looked at the watch and found it was already past six.

“Beta Kyle, how could you do this? How could you bring such shame to our Pack? You're meant to be a role model for the younger generation and yet you disgrace yourself in this manner.” He speaks as though he's without any sin, like he has lived all the days of his life in innocence. “You of all people shouldn't judge me Garrick. You've done worse. If we're to investigate the source of your assets, will you still be able to walk freely or will you be detained?” I shoot back at Elder Garrick. I know how truly corrupt he is, how he accepts bribes so he can help people win cases that are brought up in meetings.

"I bring truth, Chief Aldwin. War against corruption, if you don't join our war." "Speak." Chief Mordane of Grimhold leaned forward, his battle-scarred face showing professional interest. "The corruption that tainted Prince Kael did not observe territorial borders," Marcus answered, his military background giving frank honesty to threats that did not observe political borders. "It traveled by water, by trade, by contact with tainted persons. Your seclusion guarded you this time, but next time your fortune may not hold." Stormwatch's Chief Ragnar wriggled in his chair, the stone chair creaking beneath his massive frame. "And why do you think there will be a next time?"

"Jeff, most of the people we deal with are low lives. People who have been causing havoc in Crystal Point for years. The guy that raped six year old Eniola? He took a small loan from us, I personally made sure he couldn't pay back. This is Nigeria. A country where if we don't get rid of the dirt ourselves, no one will help us sweep it away. Nothing but corruption works in this country. Did you really think the government would have found justice for Eniola? What about Demilade Fayemi? The boy who was being abused by his step father? Did the government do anything? The stupid police men in this estate did not even take him serious when he reported the case. They only told him that his step f

Governor Kruck pasted a stiff smile on his face, twisted as if he didn’t use those muscles very often. “Oh yes, I know all about you, Elena,” he gritted from between the clenched teeth of his fake smile. “You are notorious around here. You managed to catch government corruption that we never could have imagined existed. It’s all thanks to you that we’re taking a very interested look at our own government here in Lupinton, as well as across the entire nation. Even our nation’s capital has taken notice of you.”

Then she looks up and speaks directly: “I brought everything. The names. The evidence. The full scheme.” A heavy silence falls over the room. Maeve takes a deep breath and begins. “My father and Richard built a corruption network that’s been running for over fifteen years. It’s not just random bribes. It’s a system. They buy protection. They buy impunity. And they do it in an organized way.” She opens one of the papers and starts listing. “There are thirty names in total. People who receive money regularly. Some have been receiving it for years. Others joined the scheme more recently.”

Since I couldn't sleep around midnight, I went out of the room to get something to drink downstairs. I took some juice from the fridge and, with everywhere being so quiet, decided to sit at the kitchen counter and drink it there. I looked around the place I was in, and I couldn't believe how much luxury he lived in. I heard the mafia does a lot of illegal work. Did he build all the properties he has under illegal stuff? How are people like them unable to be caught by the police? How powerful are they that they do all these things underground and no one bothers to stop them? They even kill people if things don't go their way. I can't believe I'm in the den of one of them right now.

“Alright, this confirms Peter’s involvement in Alan’s business. The flow of funds from Peter is what the FBI and Prosecutor Golden are targeting.” “Is it that bad?” Fenella bit her lower lip. “It’s worst. Corruption, illegal transactions, arms dealing, and involvement with international mafia groups revolving around that Peter Morgan.” “Wait a minute. Are you making this up? Isn’t this excessive for an accusation against a normal person?”

"If you don't sign that confession and put your thumbprint on it before the chairman's inspection this afternoon, your poor parents may end up with a few broken ribs." The recorded conversation echoing in the hall condemned them. Every word they had ever said could now be used against them. Ignoring the pain in his chest, Thomas crawled toward us. "Mr. Gomez! This is a misunderstanding! The accounting system is the one causing discrepancy!" He waved his hands as sweat poured down his face. "We were misled. We didn't move the money. A system error made the accounts look wrong!" My father didn't look at Thomas at all, and simply frowned in disdain. He raised one hand, and eight people stepped

“I want every detail checked again before we move.” The military officer nodded, though he did not look happy. One of the older men sighed deeply. “Don Great was once just a small criminal,” he muttered. “Now he controls half the underground world.” “He became powerful because corrupt people helped him,” another man added. The president’s jaw tightened. “And those corrupt people will answer for it.” Silence followed his words.The screen suddenly changed.A video clip appeared. Several masked men carrying guns walked through a dark warehouse. Boxes filled the room.