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The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 36 : THERE IS A CONNECTION
CHAPTER 36 : THERE IS A CONNECTION That morning, Roy sat inside his Pagani Huayra Roadster, gazing at the grand building before him. It was the headquarters of a company owned by Yunan, a successful businessman known for his ambition and arrogance. From the information he had gathered, Yunan was an old friend of Zelda, a powerful woman Roy now considered a close acquaintance. However, something felt off. Yunan and Zelda had a long history. Yunan had harbored feelings for Zelda since their youth, but she had always rejected him. Her reason was clear—Yunan was too proud, always considering himself superior to others. Despite the rejections, Yunan never truly gave up. Even now, he still held a grudge, believing Zelda had trampled on his pride. Roy stepped out of his car, adjusting the tie around his neck. This time, he had disguised himself as a potential investor. His goal was to dig deeper into Yunan’s connection with a man named Bistro, whom he suspected of being involved in t
The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 37 : COURIER JOHNY
CHAPTER 37 : COURIER JOHNYMorning in Crex City was still shrouded in mist as Roy sat behind the wheel of his black Pagani Huayra. The dashboard clock displayed 8:00 AM. He stared at his phone screen, rereading the number he had received from Rinos last night. The contact name was simply "JHNY," without any additional details. Roy tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, contemplating for a moment before finally pressing the call button. The phone rang several times before the call connected. "Hello?" A rough, groggy voice answered, as if the person had just woken up. "Johny?" Roy asked casually. "Yeah, this is Johny. Who's this?" Roy smirked slightly. "I need your delivery service." "Who referred you?" "I don’t need a referral. I just need a reliable courier. Can we meet?" Johny hesitated for a moment. "Sir, I don’t just accept requests from strangers." "Then how about I tell you that I know you often work with Bistro?" Silence. A few seconds passed before Johny
The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 38 : SHE CONFESSES
CHAPTER 38 : SHE CONFESSES The spacious and luxurious CEO's office felt eerily silent. Zelda sat in her chair, her expression filled with questions, while Roy stood with his hands tucked into his trouser pockets. His sharp eyes were locked onto Florin, the young woman standing before him with her head bowed. Florin wore a simple office cleaner's uniform, her black hair neatly tied back. Her usually calm face now looked tense. Her fingers intertwined, as if trying to suppress something. Roy still hadn't said a word. He simply stared. Florin felt suffocated in the silence. Her heart pounded faster, her breathing grew heavier. Zelda finally broke the tension. "I'm not the one who needs you, Florin," she said softly but firmly. "Roy does." Florin lifted her head slightly, looking at Zelda, then quickly lowered her gaze again. "What is this about?" she asked, her voice trembling. Roy finally moved, stepping closer. "I’ve already met Johny," he said, his voice flat yet c
The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 39 : ARRESTED
CHAPTER 39 : ARRESTED Morning in Crex City felt calmer than usual, but not for the people gathered at Crex Central Hospital. The atmosphere in the third-floor room was tense. Zelda, an influential businesswoman, lay on the hospital bed with an IV drip attached to her arm. Her face was still pale, though her condition had begun to improve. She had just undergone a blood test for laboratory analysis. The doctor responsible for her case had delivered the test results. As expected, traces of poison had accumulated in her body over the past year. This matched Yolanda’s confession, which she had finally admitted in front of everyone the previous morning. Roy stood in the corner of the room, leaning against the wall with an expressionless face. His gaze occasionally shifted to Yolanda, who stood not far from Zelda’s bed. The thirty-year-old woman still looked shocked and terrified after her confession. Beside her, Florin bit her lip, unable to believe that everything had finally been e
The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 40 : A NEW ACQUAINTANCE
CHAPTER 40 : A NEW ACQUAINTANCE That morning, the warm sunlight streamed through the large windows of Zelda’s office, casting golden reflections on the polished marble floor. The rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, blending with the scent of fresh flowers always placed in the corner of the room. Roy sat on the sofa in the office’s lounge area, waiting for Zelda, who had called him earlier that morning. Her tone had been serious, making Roy curious about what she wanted to discuss. Soon, the sharp sound of high heels echoed closer. The door opened, revealing Zelda’s elegant figure, as poised as ever. She wore a black blazer over a white blouse, her hair neatly styled, and her expression a mix of confidence and mystery. "Roy, sorry to keep you waiting," Zelda said with a slight smile. Roy stood up, acknowledging her with a light nod. "No problem. Is there something important you want to talk about?" Zelda walked to her desk, took a small sip of her coffee, th
The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 41 : A TEST OR A PLEA FOR HELP?
CHAPTER 41 : A TEST OR A PLEA FOR HELP? That evening, the sky over Crex City turned a warm shade of orange. A gentle breeze carried the scent of damp earth, lingering after the afternoon rain. Roy had just finished reviewing the finances at the TFT clinic when his phone vibrated on the desk. He picked it up and saw Marco's name on the screen. "Mr. Marco?" he greeted briefly. "Roy, sorry to bother you. My wife is unwell. She often faints even with slight exhaustion. Can you come over and take a look at her?" Marco’s voice was noticeably softer than usual. Roy raised an eyebrow. Strange. Marco, a well-known logical and skeptical police officer, was suddenly asking for his help? Was this a genuine plea, or just another test to prove his abilities? After a few seconds of thought, Roy replied, "Alright, I'll be there soon." He grabbed his car keys and stepped outside. His sleek black Pagani Huayra Roadster sat neatly parked in front of the clinic. Passersby cast admiring glance
The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 42 : CITY THREAT
CHAPTER 42 : CITY THREAT That morning, sunlight streamed through the glass windows of Sora’s grand house, casting a warm glow over the traditionally styled living room with modern touches. In one of the rooms, Sora sat on a wooden chair with thick cushions. His body looked significantly healthier than it had weeks ago. Though he still needed a cane for support, he could now move more freely. Roy sat beside him, carefully observing the condition of the man in his fifties. As usual, he conducted an examination with his fingertips, sensing the flow of energy within Sora’s body. Every time his fingers touched the man’s skin, a surge of information flowed into his mind, instantly displaying a diagnosis. “Your condition is improving. Your paralysis is almost completely gone,” Roy stated calmly. Sora nodded. “I can feel it too. My legs don’t go numb as often anymore.” Standing in the corner of the room, Winny watched Roy with curious eyes. She was a completely different person from
The Fugitive's Touch CHAPTER 43 : INNER WAR
CHAPTER 43 : INNER WAR That morning, the sunlight streaming through the windows of Sora’s grand house felt warm. The clock had just struck ten, but the atmosphere in the spacious living room was tense. Several people sat around a long table, staring at one another with serious expressions. Roy sat on one side of the table, leaning back casually, yet his sharp eyes observed every face in the room. William, the elderly man who had come to regard Roy as his own grandson, looked restless. He let out a long sigh before speaking. “I… honestly, I hate dragging you into this, Roy,” William repeated heavily. “Charly’s problem is an old one, something that should have been settled five years ago. But now he’s back, and it seems he’ll do whatever it takes to seize control of Crex.” Roy remained silent, letting William continue. “Charly is cunning. He’s not just an ordinary criminal. He has a vast network—no one knows where he gets his resources. Five years ago, the four of us—Sora, Rube
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CHAPTER 62 : GROWING FAME
CHAPTER 62 : GROWING FAMEThe sky over Crex that afternoon was pale, yet the heat was unrelenting. The digital clock on the wall of TFT Clinic showed 14:10 as Roy Farlande closed his medical logbook. His clinic hadn’t seen a quiet day in the past two months. The name Roy Farlande—the young, handsome, and brilliant doctor—was now the talk of the town among the residents of central and western Crex.From the outside, he appeared to be a reserved young man with a cold expression. But Roy’s charisma radiated from the way he walked confidently, spoke calmly, and cast piercing gazes that seemed to read minds. His long hair, always neatly tied, gave him a distinguished and eccentric air. Many female patients secretly hoped their ailments wouldn’t heal too quickly, just for a chance to see him again.Yet Roy cared nothing for any of that. His days were not spent seeking praise, but healing and protecting. Even so, fame came with consequences—it drew attention, and with it, enemies.—A light
CHAPTER 61 : RAPID GROWTH
CHAPTER 61 : RAPID GROWTHThe afternoon in Crex City felt slightly warmer than usual. The sun shone brightly overhead, piercing through the gaps in the shade trees lining the road to the TFT clinic. The once ordinary three-storey building had now transformed into one of the city's new icons. The name TFT Clinic was boldly displayed on a large signboard framed with elegant wood. A garden at the centre of the building added a verdant touch, as if welcoming visitors with a breeze of fresh air and the faint, calming scent of herbs.Inside the clinic, the atmosphere was anything but calm. Since seven in the morning, the queue of patients had shown no sign of dwindling. Several nurses and medical staff clad in deep green uniforms were busily directing patients to their respective consultation rooms. Florin, a petite twenty-one-year-old now serving as the lead receptionist, moved deftly as she recorded patient data, occasionally offering a polite smile. Elsewhere, Yolanda, with her trademark
CHAPTER 60 : SIDE EFFECTS
CHAPTER 60 : SIDE EFFECTSThe digital clock on the bedside table in Villa Buenos read eight minutes past midnight. A gentle night breeze drifted through the balcony window, fluttering the ends of the white curtain. Roy had just straightened his blanket. His long hair fell over his shoulders, framing the strikingly handsome face of a young man with cold, defined features. He was about to lie down on the plush mattress covered in crisp white linen when his head suddenly began to buzz.Roy frowned. His hand instinctively reached for his left temple. A sharp pain emerged—like thousands of tiny needles gnawing at the inside of his skull. At first, he thought it was mere fatigue, but the more he tried to ignore it, the more intense it became.“Arrgh…” he groaned softly.Roy sat back down on the edge of the bed. His breathing grew laboured. The soft hum of the air conditioner stood in stark contrast to the chaos erupting inside his mind. Within seconds, his thoughts were flooded by fragments
CHAPTER 59 : TONIGHT’S TROUBLE, SAFE
CHAPTER 59 : TONIGHT’S TROUBLE, SAFEThe clock struck nine when Roy finally handed his car keys to Winny. The streetlights of Crex illuminated her long hair, shimmering like silk, and her pale skin stood in striking contrast to the casual red dress that hugged her slender figure. Roy said little—only a brief nod to signal that she should take the car home."Are you sure you don’t want me to drive you back to the villa?" Winny asked, glancing at him with a hint of hesitation.Roy shook his head. “I’ll go with Ruben. He needs a driver now.”Winny didn’t argue. She knew Roy wasn’t one to explain himself. Without another word, she slipped into Roy’s black Pagani and cruised calmly through the city streets. Meanwhile, Roy walked toward a black SUV parked not far away, where Ruben sat in the front passenger seat, his arm wrapped in a bandage. Though still pale, his condition had improved since earlier that evening.Ruben’s five bodyguards had been taken to hospital with serious injuries aft
CHAPTER 58 : THE VICIOUS DINNER
CHAPTER 58 : THE VICIOUS DINNERGalaxy Restaurant was known as the luxurious dining spot for Crex City's elite. Its interior boasted a classic design, with crystal chandeliers hanging from high ceilings. The polished white marble floor reflected the silhouettes of well-dressed patrons gliding about in style. But tonight, in the northernmost VIP room, more than fine dining and business talks were on the menu.Roy and Winny were still hiding near the VIP room, where Ruben was located. Five of Ruben’s bodyguards stood tensely in front of the VIP entrance, directly across from two of Bianca’s guards.“Rinos,” Roy spoke softly but firmly. “There are three snipers on the rooftop. Get the boys to handle them. Bing, you and Gerald take position and eliminate them before seven-oh-five.”“Copy that, Boss,” Rinos replied through the direct comms.Bing, wearing a new facial mask complete with a fake beard and a fabricated scar on his left cheek, turned to Gerald, who was already prepared with a b
CHAPTER 57 : DINNER INVITATION FROM BIANCA
CHAPTER 57 : DINNER INVITATION FROM BIANCAGalaxy Restaurant was bustling tonight. Situated in the heart of Crex's elite district, it occupied the 20th floor of a tall glass building that offered sweeping views of the city from above. The glow of streetlights below, combined with the soft flicker of candles on each table, added a luxurious and romantic feel to the place. But tonight, that atmosphere felt oddly misplaced to Roy.Roy sat calmly in a corner of the restaurant, facing Winny, who looked stunning in an elegant red gown with subtle makeup. Her long hair was neatly coiled, leaving a few strands cascading along her cheek. Around them, guests came and went. None of them knew the young couple were, in fact, infiltrators.Roy wore a dark suit and a grey tie. His sharp features were hidden beneath a synthetic latex mask crafted by Bing, concealing his true identity. From his seat, Roy had a clear view of the restaurant’s entrance. He wasn’t here for a romantic dinner. He was here o
CHAPTER 56 : VANDRICK'S VISIT
CHAPTER 56 : VANDRICK'S VISITThe clock had struck ten at night when the alarm at the front door of the Buenos villa let out a brief chime. The approaching footsteps were barely audible—except to someone highly trained. Roy was sitting on the second-floor balcony, facing a calm little lake, letting the night breeze tousle his long hair. His chiseled face remained stoic, but his sharp eyes moved quickly to the small screen in his left hand displaying the feed from the surveillance cameras.A silhouette of a man in a long coat and round hat passed swiftly across the screen. Roy recognised him instantly.He descended from the balcony in silence, his steps nearly soundless against the wooden stairs leading to the ground floor. Without needing to command the security system, he unlocked the door using a secret code and allowed his late-night visitor to enter.“Long time no see, Vandrick,” said Roy softly, his tone nearly flat.Vandrick Holt stepped in quickly, shutting the door behind him
CHAPTER 55 : BUYING A NEW VILLA
CHAPTER 55 : BUYING A NEW VILLAAt ten in the morning, the atmosphere inside the Sales Office of Villa Buenos was calm and professional. The building stood majestically in the heart of Crex’s elite real estate district. Glass walls and gleaming marble floors reflected the opulence of the place. Inside, staff members dressed impeccably, busy attending to high-profile clients—businesspeople, celebrities, and the extraordinarily wealthy.Roy Farlaine walked in with a composed air. His appearance was unmistakable—long hair neatly flowing, his handsome face expressionless yet elegant, and his attire simple but spotless. He wore a light grey shirt with black trousers—formal enough for business dealings, yet comfortably modest. In his hand, he carried a slim folder containing important documents and a digital transfer receipt from his personal account.As Roy entered the main hall, a woman with her hair in a chignon greeted him with a stiff smile.“Good morning. How may I assist you?” she as
CHAPTER 54 : CLINIC, RESTORED
CHAPTER 54 : CLINIC, RESTOREDAt ten in the morning, sunlight bathed the front yard of the TFT Clinic, now looking grand with its three sturdy floors. The building stood elegantly with a cream-white façade, large glass windows, and a small garden nestled at its centre. A calm atmosphere enveloped the clinic grounds, a stark contrast to the wreckage caused just days prior by the brutal attack from Hory and his gang.Roy stood in front of the main entrance, silently admiring the result of his team’s hard work. Dressed in a simple casual outfit and his synthetic facial mask—sharp and handsome—he looked imposing. Standing beside him were Bing, Rinos, and Elena. Elena wore a crisp white coat and a knee-length skirt. Her long hair was half-tied, revealing her lovely and spirited face.“Elena, what do you think of the new building?” Roy asked, eyes still on the structure.“It’s beautiful… far beyond what I expected. It feels like working in a high-end private hospital,” Elena replied with a
