Chapter 2. Rapist

 Samuel's eyes opened wide as he looked at the scene in shock.

 Lucas Smith, the division commander of the 3rd Division of the Army. He had led many large-scale battles and had outstanding military achievements!

 And now, he was addressing Daniel Hoyd as 'Sir'!

"How is that possible? Weren't you locked up in Angola Prison after you graduated from West Point?"

 Samuel asked with difficulty, his voice trembling.

 "Thanks to Dylan's care, I have everything I have today. So, I will repay him well."

Daniel sneered, his expression somewhat sinister.

 Four years ago, he was locked up in Angola's prison.

 Because of his background as a West Point graduate, Daniel was selected by the military to carry out a mission that would almost certainly cost him his life.

 With the will to avenge his mother and the military training he received at West Point, Daniel achieved miraculous results.

 Not only had he completed the mission outstandingly, but he had also managed to escape from the heavy blockade.

 After that, he was absorbed into the military and went on to complete other difficult missions on the secret front line, which led to his continuous promotion in rank!

 In four years, he went from a criminal to a Lieutenant General of the United States. This was something that no one could do in a warring era!

 Samuel's entire body was trembling, and he looked at Daniel with eyes full of fear.

 "Lucas, who asked you to come?"

 Daniel frowned at Lucas and questioned him unhappily.

 "Reporting to Sir, I made my own decision."

 Lucas lowered his head and said.

 "I've said it before. From the moment I stepped out of this prison, all my files have been classified as top secret. My identity is also forbidden to anyone other than the military's top brass."

 Daniel said in a deep voice, causing Lucas's heart to tremble.

 "Sir, I'll take care of everything!"

 Lucas said hurriedly, somewhat frightened.

 Daniel nodded and walked toward the military helicopter that had landed on the ground.

 "Take them all away and make them shut up forever!"

 Lucas's face was blurred in the haze. With a wave of his hand, the lives of these dozens of mercenaries were decided.

 "Yes!"

 Lucas was followed by the elites of the 3rd Division. They shouted in unison and pounced on the dozens of mercenaries.

Even if some were unwilling to be captured or resisted, they were quickly subdued.

 Lucas boarded the assault helicopter and sat down next to Daniel.

 "Sir, I've already organized what you asked me to do." Seeing that Daniel was staring at the photo in a daze, Lucas carefully whispered.

 In the photo, there was a woman in her 20s, holding a three-year-old girl.

 The little girl looked timid in front of the camera, and her eyes avoided eye contact. The woman holding her looked a little sad, but she forced a smile.

 "Send me there."

 Daniel took a deep breath and put away the photo as if it was a treasure.

 Four years ago, Daniel was poisoned and lost consciousness. When he woke up, he saw a naked woman lying on his bed. The snow-white bed sheet was stained with blood.

 After that, Daniel was charged with rape and sent to Angola's prison.

 Later, when Daniel asked Lucas to investigate the woman who had appeared on his bed that year, he found out that the woman had been pregnant with his child after that night!

 Now that his sentence was over and he could return to the outside world with his own identity, he asked Lucas to arrange for him to go to the woman's side.

 In the past four years, the mother and daughter had suffered too much because of him.

 The military helicopter landed at the New Orleans Airport. Daniel had changed into a royal blue coat.

 He had a typical French look. His sapphire-like eyes were rooted in his shallow eye sockets, and his high nose bridge further accentuated the sharp edges of his face.

 Walking through the airport, Daniel attracted the attention of many people of both sexes.

New Orleans was known as the City of water. The whole city was about ten feet below sea level, and there were many canals in the city.

 This was the most unique city in the United States. It had its unique spiritual style, and the residents affectionately called it NOLA.

 As they walked out of the airport, a bulletproof car was parked at the exit.

 Lucas opened the car door for Daniel, who bent over and sat down.

 "To the Ritz-Carlton Hotel!"

 Lucas instructed the driver and closed the door.

 The bulletproof car slowly drove away and merged into the traffic.

 At that moment, celebrities were gathered at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.

 Today, the Jones family had contracted the entire hotel to hold a grand wedding for Brandon Jones' youngest daughter.

 The Jones family was prominent in New Orleans. They had seven listed companies with a market value of more than one billion, and their business covered the food, clothing, and housing of New Orleans residents.

 Therefore, all the rich and powerful people in New Orleans were invited to the wedding.

 However, the atmosphere in the banquet hall was a little strange.

 The bridegroom of this wedding was a rapist who had just been released from prison!

 Everyone found it hard to understand. Brandon's youngest daughter was famous for her beauty and outstanding talent in the business. The young men who pursued her could form a long line. Why would Brandon marry her to a rapist?

 In a hotel room, a middle-aged woman was roaring angrily.

 "Brandon, you are a good-for-nothing! Aren't you the president of Jones Group? Why did you have to marry our daughter to a rapist?"

 The middle-aged woman was Brandon's wife. Her face was full of tears.

 Brandon Jones was only in his 50s, but his hair had already turned white, and he looked a little depressed.

 "This is my father's decision, I can't refuse."

 Brandon said in a depressed tone. He picked up the information on Daniel on the table and frowned.

 "Is Mr. Albert Jones crazy? Four years ago, he raped our daughter, and now we want to marry our daughter to him? Isn't this the same as pushing our daughter into the abyss?"

 Brandon's wife shrieked. She was a little hysterical.

 "Enough, Amison! Although I'm the president of the Jones Group, don't forget that my father founded the company. In the current Jones Group, the largest shareholder is still my father, and the second largest shareholder is my elder brother. Do you think we have the liberty to go against my father's decision?"

 Brandon stared at his wife coldly and questioned her in a deep voice.

 He was able to become the president of Jones Group because of his business talent. However, it was obvious that his father favored his elder brother more. His elder brother did not do anything, but the shares in his hands were far higher than his.

 Upon hearing this, Brandon's wife was stunned and sat down on the bed weakly.

 "Daniel Hoyd. He's paranoid, violent, and has an antisocial personality ... We're going to marry our daughter to a person like him, hehe ... Hehe ..."

 Brandon's wife closed her eyes in despair and mumbled.