All Chapters of The Gangster Boss in a High Schooler's Body: Chapter 11
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I Can See Ghosts
An abandoned warehouse behind the school. The building was old, its paint peeling away, and wild weeds pushed up through cracks in the concrete. The place had been out of use for a long time—its door padlocked, windows shattered, and not a single teacher would bother to check it. The perfect spot to beat someone up without witnesses.Darren stood with his back pressed against the wall. His jaw was bleeding, his temple split open, and his left cheek swollen. In front of him, Bryan Lim clenched his fists, breathing heavily."I told you, didn't I?" Bryan said. "Find that name. Simple as that. But you just had to be stubborn."Kelvin Teo smirked from the side. "Bryan, looks like he needs another lesson.""Come on, let's beat him up!" Ryan Wong said.Daniel Ng crossed his arms, watching with a bored expression.Darren spat blood onto the ground. "I told you, I can't.""Wrong," Bryan said. "It's not that you can't, you just don't want to."Bryan's fist slammed into Darren's stomach. Darren
Last Updated : 2026-10-04
Lawrence Chuo
Mount Elizabeth Hospital. Seventh floor. VIP Room 210.Bryan Lim lay on the bed, his face patched up with bandages here and there. Cotton stuffed his nose, stitches lined his split lip, and two of his ribs were fractured. Kelvin Teo and Ryan Wong were being treated in the adjacent room. Daniel Ng was unharmed—he had bolted before Ah Beng could lay a finger on him.Beside the bed sat Dr. Henry Lim, Bryan's father, his face taut with tension. A senior surgeon at the hospital, he was a middle-aged man wearing thin-framed glasses with silvering hair at his temples. He never imagined his son would end up in a state like this.The door swung open. Darren walked in.His face was still bruised, his jaw swollen, a plaster stuck over his temple, and a small line of stitches marked the corner of his lip. His school uniform was neatly pressed, but it couldn't hide the injuries underneath.Walking alongside Darren was Lawrence Chuo. The man was tall and broad-shouldered, clad in a dark gray suit w
Last Updated : 2026-10-07
Watching from the Shadows
The elevator doors slid open on the seventh floor. Darren stepped out, his footsteps echoing softly down the silent hospital corridor—punctuated only by the low hum of the air conditioning and the distant rustle of nurses' shoes. Two bodyguards in black suits stood outside Room 702, arms folded, staring blankly ahead.Darren gave them a brief nod. One of the bodyguards opened the door. Darren froze.Inside the room, sitting on the leather sofa beside the bed, was Lawrence Chuo. The man had his legs crossed, holding a phone in one hand while his other fingers tapped rhythmically against the sofa armrest.Standing beside Lawrence was Scarlet—his personal secretary, a stunning, single woman in her early thirties. She was holding a tablet, its screen illuminated.On the bed, Ah Beng lay unconscious. An IV line ran into the back of his hand, the monitor blinked softly, and his face was deathly pale. Beside the bed, Ah Beng's spirit floated, arms crossed, watching Lawrence Chuo with a guard
Last Updated : 2026-10-08
Night at Mount Elizabeth
The seventh floor of Mount Elizabeth. Eleven at night. The hospital corridor had fallen dead silent—punctuated only by the low hum of the air conditioning and the occasional rustle of a night nurse's passing footsteps. Two bodyguards still stood outside Room 702, their eyes blank and arms folded across their chests.Darren sat on the sofa inside the room, accompanied by Ah Beng's spirit floating near the window. On the bed, Ah Beng's physical body still lay unconscious. The monitor blinked softly. The IV line dripped steadily."You sure you want to crash here?" Ah Beng asked without turning around.Darren shrugged. "Nobody's waiting for me at home.""Your dad?""In Singapore for two more days. Then back overseas."Ah Beng turned his head. "He came all the way here just to check a hospital room?""Said he had business to handle."Ah Beng scoffed. He turned his gaze back to the window. Outside, the city lights burned bright. Cars sped across the slick, rain-soaked streets."Kid.""Yeah?
Last Updated : 2026-10-10
Behind the Scars
VIP Room 205 at Mount Elizabeth. Nine in the evening. Bryan Lim sat propped up in his bed, his face still heavily wrapped in bandages. His jaw was swollen, his nostrils stuffed with cotton, and two of his ribs were fractured. Yet his eyes burned sharp—far sharper than usual.Kelvin Teo sat on the sofa, his arm suspended in a sling. Ryan Wong was in a wheelchair, his left leg encased in a cast. Daniel Ng stood by the window, arms folded across his chest, the only one among them who had escaped severe injury."So what you're telling me," Bryan said, wincing at the sharp throb in his jaw, "is that Darren Chuo can suddenly fight?""Yeah," Kelvin replied. "He dropped all three of us in seconds. I didn't even have time to block.""You couldn't block because you're weak," Bryan cut in.Kelvin fell silent.Ryan wheeled himself closer. "Bryan, it's not about being weak. I saw it with my own eyes. He moved with insane speed. Like someone used to brawl, someone trained in martial arts. Not the s
Last Updated : 2026-10-14