All Chapters of An Ex-Thug Chased by Enchanting Billionaire Women: Chapter 51
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Chapter 51: The Double-Edged Sword of Loyalty
Samson drove at high speeds, weaving through the city's heavy traffic. His mind was a battlefield, torn between the guilt of defying Rose’s direct orders and a fierce determination to protect her from the destruction Emran had meticulously planned.Upon arriving at Armour Café, Samson quickly spotted Clara sitting in a corner, shielded from public view. On the table before her lay a thick brown envelope, resting there with an air of cold significance."You’re fast," Clara greeted him with a faint, inscrutable smile."Let’s get straight to it, Clara. Where are the documents?" Samson sat down without preamble.Clara slid the envelope towards him. "Emran's company illegally seized land from residents, and these are copies of the dual certificates and statements from those affected. He used thugs to intimidate villagers into relocating for inhumane compensation. If this reaches the media or the authorities, the Green Residence project will be shut down instantly."Samson opened the folder
Chapter 52: The Mask of the Predator
Regret hit her like a rising tide, cold and suffocating. Rose stared at the closed door of her office, imagining Samson’s stalwart figure usually standing guard there, ready to act as a shield against any storm that came her way."He didn't betray me," Rose whispered, her voice hoarse with suppressed emotion. "On the contrary, he was protecting me from my blindness."Rose wiped a stray tear from her cheek. She couldn't afford to be weak now. The documents before her were undeniable proof that her father was walking towards a precipice, and only she could pull him back before it was too late. However, she also knew that Emran was no ordinary adversary. If the man had the audacity to forge state documents, he wouldn't hesitate to take more desperate measures if backed into a corner.Rose pressed the intercom on her desk. "Indah, is Samson still there?""I heard he’s still standing in the lobby, Miss," Indah replied. "Should I call him up?""No, leave him be for now. Please make me some
Chapter 53: Beyond the Boundaries of Respect
It took less than five minutes for the office door to push open slowly. Samson appeared, his breathing still slightly erratic."Miss Rose, I—""Sit down," Rose interrupted, her expression remaining unreadable.Samson sat on the sofa, composed, and looked at Rose as she took a seat across from him."Sam, are you truly serious about helping me expose Emran’s rot?" Rose asked, looking directly into Samson’s sharp eyes. She searched for a flicker of doubt but found none."I am serious, Miss. I want to help you. I don't want anything bad to happen to you," Samson replied calmly."You are always so stiff and formal with me, but not with Clara. May I know why?" Rose asked. For some reason, his formal tone had begun to irritate her."Because I respect you, Miss. Because of you, I was able to change my life and become the man my late mother hoped I’d be. Beyond that... I truly admire you," Samson said, meeting her gaze steadily."So, that's why you can't be relaxed with me like you are with Cl
Chapter 54: The Actress and the Predator
The vast office lobby felt suffocating to Rose, despite the soft instrumental piano music drifting from the corner of the room. From a distance, she caught a sickening sight: Emran was laughing intimately with Baskoro. Her father was patting Emran’s shoulder with pride, as if the man before him were the dream son-in-law who had just won the lottery.Rose took a deep breath, forcing a faint smile onto her lips. She glanced at Samson, who walked two paces behind her. He had returned to being a cold shadow with a stoic expression, his gaze fixed straight ahead, as if their intimate conversation in her office had never occurred. However, Rose knew that beneath that black suit, Samson was watching Emran’s every move with the instincts of a predator."Ah, here is my favourite daughter," Baskoro exclaimed upon noticing Rose. "What a coincidence that Emran is here. He wants to celebrate the successful negotiation for additional land this morning. Let’s have lunch together."Emran stepped forw
Chapter 55: The Shadow in the Warehouse
Rose returned to her office and sank into her executive chair, her heart racing with unease. Anxiety gnawed at her; the "what-ifs" about Samson being discovered played over and over in her mind."Indah," Rose called through the intercom, her voice forced into a semblance of calm."Yes, Miss?""Make sure no guests enter my office this afternoon, whoever they may be. And cancel all my appointments for the rest of the day.""Understood, Miss."Rose switched off the intercom and leant back, massaging her throbbing temples. The office, usually her domain of power, now felt like a suffocating prison. Every time she glanced at the door, she hoped to see Samson appear, but only a haunting silence met her.She reached for her phone, her fingers hovering over a text to Samson, but she hesitated. Don’t distract him, Rose. He needs total concentration, her inner voice warned."I’m sure he’ll be fine," she whispered, try
Chapter 56: Healing and Hidden Pacts
Rose disconnected the call, her hands still trembling—but this time, it wasn't from fear. It was an overwhelming sense of relief. She quickly wiped the remaining tears from her cheeks and fixed her appearance. She had to maintain her composure."Indah," Rose called through the intercom."Yes, Miss? You sound... better?" Indah asked tentatively."I have to leave immediately. Keep my departure a secret. No one must know I’ve left. You’ve cancelled all my appointments for this afternoon, right?" Rose asked."I have, Miss. If I may ask, where are you going?" Indah asked with some hesitation."I’m going to a clinic, Indah. Do not let anyone into my office," Rose commanded."Understood, Miss." Indah obeyed without further questions.As Rose stood up, her phone vibrated with an incoming message.“Rose, I’ve taken the informant to a small clinic on Xxxx Street. He’s injured.” That was the message Samson had sent her.Rose immediately deleted the text after memorising the address. She grabbed
Chapter 57: Blood and Alliances
Was Samson keeping something from her? Was his help all this time merely part of another transaction with Clara?"Thank you, Clara. I'll call you back later," Samson said as he hung up his phone.The atmosphere in the small stall turned icy. Samson noticed the shift the moment he saw Rose’s shoulders stiffen. He took a long breath and slipped his phone into the pocket of his black cargo jacket."Rose," Samson called out softly.Rose turned slowly, her gaze unreadable. Curiosity, confusion, and a hint of anger flickered in her eyes. "What agreement, Sam? Why do you sound like you’re hiding something from me?"Samson paused, looking intensely into her eyes. He knew honesty was the only way to maintain the trust of the woman before him."An agreement regarding the evidence, Rose," Samson answered in a low voice. "Clara isn't helping us for free. She wants me to protect her from her stepbrother’s attacks—he’s after her inheritance.""Oh, she wants you to protect her? Does she know you wor
Chapter 58: Critical Stakes
"We have to get her to the trauma room immediately, Sir! Her condition is critical!" the paramedic shouted while pushing the gurney in a frantic rush."If you know the patient, you can act as her guardian and handle the registration," another nurse instructed, directing Samson towards the administration desk."What happened to Bianca? Was it that man again? Did he hurt and abuse her once more?" Samson’s mind raced with dark thoughts."Sir," the nurse called out, snapping Samson out of his trance."Ah, yes. Alright," Samson replied.He stepped towards the administration desk, his mind in total disarray. The image of Bianca’s blood-stained face was seared into his memory. As he began to fill out the forms, he realised he knew nothing of her true identity—who her parents were or where she came from. He had met her by chance while helping her on the street, and this was only their third meeting.Ultimately, Samson filled in his own details and identified himself as Bianca’s distant uncle,
Chapter 59: Unhuman Strength
At the administration desk, Samson signed a stack of documents with mechanical movements. As the "distant uncle", he bore full responsibility for the high-risk neurosurgical procedure. Every stroke of his pen felt heavy, as if he were wagering the life of a girl he barely even knew."The surgery is about to begin, Sir. Please wait in the third-floor lounge," the administrator said after verifying Samson’s signatures.Samson gave a slight nod. He walked towards the elevator with weary, heavy steps. However, just as the elevator doors slid open, his phone vibrated again. A photo arrived from Gopar.The image showed the man Gopar had been suspicious of, talking on a phone in a corner of the clinic’s hallway. Samson narrowed his eyes. He recognised the jacket the man was wearing—it bore the logo of the logistics company Clara had mentioned during the bank account wiretaps."Damn, they move fast," Samson hissed.He quickly found a secluded spot and called Gopar. "Gopar, listen. The man in
Chapter 60: The Golden Cage
Upon arriving at the General Hospital, Samson bypassed the elevator. He sprinted up the emergency stairs towards the third floor, where the neurosurgery recovery ward was located. In front of the automatic sliding doors, a middle-aged doctor with a surgical mask hanging around his neck was reviewing some medical charts."Doctor? I’m Samson, Bianca’s guardian," Samson panted, out of breath.The doctor turned, peering at Samson through thick spectacles. His expression was unreadable—flat and professional. "Follow me to my office, Mr Samson."Their footsteps echoed through the silent hospital corridor. As soon as the office door closed, Samson couldn’t hold back. "How is she, Doctor? Was the surgery successful?"The doctor let out a long sigh and gestured for Samson to sit. "Technically, we successfully removed the hematoma—the blood clot—that was pressing against her brainstem. The bleeding is under control."Samson felt a slight weight lift from his shoulders. "Thank God.""But," the d