All Chapters of The Paralel World Doctor : Chapter 211
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The Trail Left by Ten Men
Bobby looked at Peter with his expression under control again, treating the recognition as though it had been nothing more than a momentary mistake. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Peter did not argue loudly. “Then I’ll explain the sequence.” Bobby adjusted his cuff and gave him an impatient look. “Go ahead, but be careful making accusations in front of a crowd.” “That’s why I’m using times and evidence.” The people around them became quieter. Norma reminded everyone not to interrupt, while Mr. Hendra kept the area near the entrance clear. Peter opened his notes. “I left Steel Mansion that night after finishing my business there. Two vehicles followed at a consistent distance.” “They didn’t pass me or take another route. They st
The Trail That Remained
Peter reopened the call record he had mentioned earlier and held the phone where Bobby could see it from several steps away. The five bodyguards around Bobby had become noticeably more attentive, but none of them moved forward while their employer continued to study Peter. “This call was made from the phone used by the leader of the men who attacked me,” Peter said. “It happened only a few minutes after they failed to carry out their instructions.” Bobby kept his expression under control. “And now you’re going to claim that man called me?” “The number he called was connected to a device you have used before.” “A device can change hands.” Peter gave a small nod. “That’s possible, which is why I didn’t stop at the number.” The answer seemed to give Bobby less satisfaction
The Name That Changed Bobby’s Face
Bobby remained silent after Peter said there was something more sensitive than the attack. The change in his expression was subtle, but he looked less irritated than calculating, as though he were already considering which subject Peter might bring up next. Peter did not keep him waiting. “Regina Xiao.” Bobby’s fingers stopped against his cuff. His jaw tightened almost imperceptibly, and his eyes moved toward the crowd before returning to Peter. Several people recognized Regina’s name immediately. A woman behind Damar began whispering that she had seen the actress on television, but Peter raised a hand before one familiar name turned into a dozen invented conclusions. “I only said her name,” he told the crowd. “Don’t add a story I haven’t told.” Norma reinforced the warning and asked everyone recordi
Five Bodyguards
The five bodyguards did not rush Peter at once like men who had lost control. They spread into a loose semicircle at different distances, and the spacing alone showed that they were accustomed to working as a team. Peter studied their footing, shoulder positions, and weight distribution before asking the victims to move several meters back. Norma immediately repeated the instruction and helped Mr. Hendra clear the area so nobody would be caught behind Peter if the confrontation shifted. “Don’t stand directly behind Doctor Peter. Move somewhere outside the line of impact,” Norma told the victims. Even those trying to record from close range finally backed away. The leader of the bodyguards approached first with both hands open, still leaving room for the situation to end without violence. “Doctor, it would be better to stop here.” Peter gave a small nod. “I would pr
When Protection Was No Longer Enough
Bobby had taken a step back after his five bodyguards lost the ability to pressure Peter as they had when they first arrived. Peter neither pursued him nor reached for another needle. “We have a simple choice,” Peter said. “We can talk rationally, or you can continue using force while all of this is being recorded.” There was no physical threat in the statement. Bobby looked around and saw that many phones were still active, although Norma and Mr. Hendra had kept the crowd several meters away. “Don’t think a few videos mean you’ve won,” Bobby said. “The number of videos isn’t important. What they recorded is.” The lead bodyguard still held one shoulder, two others had not completely recovered normal use of their arms, and the largest man was still regulating his breathing. The protective layer that had allowed Bobb
The Claims Desk
Mr. Hendra opened Norma’s records first because her transfer receipts, agent’s number, and conversations were still complete. Bobby’s staff checked the transaction times against the destination account.Norma stood somewhat tensely beside the table, holding her phone in both hands. She neither cried nor celebrated before the money had actually arrived.“The principal was twenty million?” the staff member asked while checking the screen.“That’s right, and the transfer date is on the next line,” Norma replied, pointing to the copy she had prepared.The staff member checked the agent’s name and account number. All the main details matched the records collected since the previous night.Before the transfer was processed, they checked the receiving account again to avoid another mistake. Norma read the number twice, and Mr. Hendra made sure the account holder’s name matched.Peter deliberately refrained from handling the devices or entering the victims’ financial details. He believed the
An Old Connection
The laundry worker approached with her transfer receipts. “My records are a little disorganized because the agent used two numbers.” Norma checked them quickly before replying, “Include both, and don’t delete the old number.” The woman nodded and began filling out the form. Gradually, the others followed the order of the queue without competing for a place. Peter watched the changing atmosphere from beside the table. Shouts began giving way to practical questions about accounts, transfer dates, agents’ identities, and chat records. Bobby stood increasingly stiffly. Every procedure now being made available created a concrete obligation that would be difficult to withdraw without leaving a record. “Is that enough?” Bobby asked Peter, who replied, “For the initial payments, this is the right step.” &ldq
A Family Appeal
Amanda took over the conversation with Peter. “We’re not asking for anything unreasonable.” Peter asked what specific help she meant. Amanda paused because the real request remained the same: to use Peter’s position to make Bobby pay Irene first. “Help Mom as family,” Amanda finally answered. “The fair way to help is to put her evidence through the same process,” Peter replied. Irene shook her head at his response. “You’re deliberately making me wait because you’re still angry with our family.” Peter denied it without offering any further emotional explanation. The briefer his answer, the harder it was for Irene to establish that his refusal came from resentment. A woman who had just arrived overheard the conversation and asked whether family connections really could change the queue. Nor
Matters of Pride
Irene returned to the sacrifices they had made. “Back then, we never counted how much food you ate or how long you stayed in our home.” Peter did not recount the entire troubled history between them. “And the engagement has already been formally settled.” Amanda immediately cut in with an accusation. “You keep hiding behind the word ‘formal.’” Peter looked at her as he answered, “Because the relationship has formally ended.” A newly arrived victim asked Norma whether the Bernadus family had really supported Peter financially. Norma said she did not know the full history and did not want to guess. Her response made some people hold back their judgment again. No one on Peter’s side was trying to invent a story to win over the crowd. Irene saw the support she had briefly gained beginning to disapp
The Champion Steps Forward Again
Richard stood between the Bernadus family and Bobby’s bodyguards with his shoulders squared, his voice growing firm again now that dozens of people were watching. “That’s enough. Don’t touch them again,” he said. “Do you think you can treat everyone however you like?” The lead bodyguard did not rise to the provocation. He had not fully recovered from his confrontation with Peter, but his voice remained controlled as he reminded Richard that they were only keeping the access route clear and had no interest in creating another problem. Richard glanced at Amanda before facing the guards again. “I’m only protecting my family.” The tattooed guard near the entrance gave a faint smirk. “The champion is stepping forward again.” Several victims immediately remembered Irene boasting about Richard’s karate and tae