“Bring them to my office,” the Political Officer frowned, instructing the guards.
In the office. Jordan’s parents recounted the entire acceptance letter scheme in detail- Vanessa, and manipulated Jordan into an early marriage.
Maxwell had bribed the clerk, given the fake letter to
*.. We know we were wrong. We shouldn’t have played favorites or helped Vanessa deceive Jordan,” her father wiped his tears. “But Maxwell was the mastermind! If he hadn’t approved, none of this could have happened!”
Maxwell stood silently by, listening as these shameful past actions were laid bare, feeling utterly disgraced.
He had always believed his plan was flawless, never imagining Jordan’s parents would expose him in such a manner.
After hearing everything, the Political Officer’s face had darkened to storm clouds.
He looked at Maxwell, shaking his head in disappointment. “Maxwell, how could you do something like this? This isn’t just a moral failing–it’s a fundamental breach of principle!”
“L…” Maxwell opened his mouth but found no words.
What could he say? Apologize? Explain? In the face of such damning evidence, any defense would be pathetically hollow.
*Considering your previous service record, you won’t be detained this time,” the Political Officer sighed heavily. “However, disciplinary action is necessary. You’ve shown complete disregard for military ethics and abused your position, with extremely negative consequences. I’ll report to headquarters recommending a major demerit on your record, and this incident will be circulated as a warning throughout the military district.”
Maxwell’s head snapped up in shock.
A major demerit!
This meant years of hard work and future prospects potentially destroyed.
He wanted to protest but caught the Political Officer’s severe gaze and swallowed his words.
Having achieved their goal, Jordan’s parents stopped their wailing, sitting with bowed heads like two deflated balloons.
They had created this scene partly for redemption and partly to ensure Maxwell paid for his actions, but hearing the actual punishment announced made them somewhat uneasy.
“We’ll… we’ll be going now,” her father mumbled.
The Political Officer waved dismissively, having guards escort them out.
Only Maxwell and the Political Officer remained in the office.
“I suggest you reflect deeply on this,” the Political Officer patted his shoulder. “Moving forward, ensure your actions honor your uniform and your own conscience.”
Maxwell snapped to attention with a sharp salute, his voice hoarse: “Yes, sir!”
Leaving the office, the sunlight felt harsh and blinding. Maxwell felt ice–cold despite the warmth.
Looking up at the military compound’s sky, the expanse that once seemed limitless now felt like an enormous cage.
The major demerit came swiftly, along with the district–wide circulation of his misconduct.
Maxwell’s name became a cautionary example throughout the military.
Soldiers who had once respected him now avoided him, their eyes filled with contempt and disdain.
His career was ruined. Far from promotion, even maintaining his current position seemed uncertain.
Facing those judging stares daily, Maxwell found it more painful than charging into battle.
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Meanwhile, Jordan remained completely unaware of these developments.
She was busy preparing for final exams. In the library, she immersed herself in books, sunlight streaming through the windows bathing her in golden light.
Emmett sat across from her, watching her focused expression with a gentle smile playing on his lips.
“Jordan, how are you feeling about the upcoming finals?” he asked.
Jordan looked up, confidence shining in her eyes. “I’m ready, Professor Calloway.”
Her college life hadn’t been diminished by past shadows. Instead, through her own efforts and the support of those around her, it grew increasingly bright.
Her articles were regularly published, her academic performance consistently excellent, making her admired by professors and students alike.
She had no idea that in a distant military compound, the man who had once controlled her fate was now paying a heavy price for his actions.
For Jordan, the past was past. Those wounds and betrayals had transformed into nutrients for her growth.
Her future rested in her own hands, full of unlimited possibilities.
And Maxwell? He was merely a passerby on her life’s journey, long since left behind,
