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THE LOST ÉDEN

What would you do if you were the last Christian on earth? David Heringer, son of two renowned pastors, grew up surrounded by all the affection and attention of his parents, in the same way that he grew up under the shadow of the tragedy of his brother's death, which he never managed to overcome, thus abandoning his faith and finding in music and in the love that only the beautiful and talented writer Ivy Johnson, daughter of the most powerful and richest man in the world could give. After marrying Ivy, David skyrocketed in his music career, reaching the highest possible rank of stardom, winning numerous awards and on the day he would be the best of his entire life, tragedy took his wife's life forcing her facing a new reality, a world where there is no love a thousand years in the future, the future that his father-in-law, William Johnson designed. With the creation of the Omega Virus, deadly to almost all human beings, William Johnson wants to create a world in his own way, a world where only the chosen will survive, two thirds of humanity will be decimated and the way we live will never be the same. . With a turn of events, not even the President of the United States of America, Jennie Heringer-Wilkinson will be able to change the future that David wakes up a thousand years in the future. The reality we all know can change from one hour to the next, and the world as we know it will never be the same, it is not the beginning of the end, just a new beginning for all humanity.

Rafael_Zimichut · Sejarah
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78 Chs

CHAPTER 70

CHAPTER 70

KARL C. JOHNSON

KARL FIXED HIS TABLE while Brian sat with his feet on the NWO presidency table.

— I wish you success, Brian.

— Agreement is agreement.

— What you did was really the best for everyone, I hope you're as happy as I was.

Karl placed a document on the table.

— Just sign it, you know what it is… I've given you temporary powers over the OWL, but it doesn't give you the right to usurp it, you know Kev must succeed him and there will be no negotiations.

— I'm a Johnson too.

— You're just a spoiled brat with the same last name as ours.

Brian barely saw the movement Karl made, holding him by the neck, pressed a button and the window opened.

— Wh... what... what... will you... do? — — Said in a heroic effort.

— You have two options, it can be the front page of the newspaper as the new president of the Order, or simply the cover of the newspaper saying that the heir to the treadmill, David Heringer killed himself.

Brian looked down and it wasn't a pleasant fall.

He gave three light slaps in surrender.

— Good boy.

Karl tossed it close to the table and pressed the button to close the door.

— Do you really think I'm defeated, boy?

— Of course... after all, I wouldn't put everything to waste just because of a chair.

Karl smiled friendly.

— Just sign, Brian, show me how much I still appreciate you for everything you've done for us, I paid too high a price for you to take it all away from me.

Brian signed.

— Good boy, now let's get to the plan.