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Chapter 106: Shadows from the West
In the southern region of the country of Epora, the soft evening breeze swept over the balcony of a luxurious colonial-style villa owned by the Laotaro family. The sky had begun to turn orange, and the scent of the distant sea brought a sense of calm to anyone standing there. Alyssa, wearing a simple white dress, stood leaning against the balcony railing, staring blankly at the horizon.Her heart and mind were uneasy. It had been nearly a month since she last heard anything from Hansen. The man had seemingly vanished off the face of the earth, and though there were no official ties between them, the feelings in her heart throbbed with uncertainty."Hansen..." she murmured softly, barely louder than the wind. "I hope you're safe… wherever you are."Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from inside the house. Alyssa turned, slightly startled to see her father, Laotaro, standing at the balcony doorway, arms crossed, a faint smile etched on his face."Still thinking about Mr. Hansen?" he
Chapter 105: Traces of an Old Grudge
The wail of an ambulance echoed in the distance, but the sound felt foreign in the chilling early morning. Hansen stood on the asphalt, now damp with dawn’s dew. Around him, the bodies of the attackers were scattered—some groaning, others completely still.Fatmala sat on the curb, hands trembling, her breath uneven. She wasn’t a weak woman—she had grown up in a world of ruthless business and cutthroat politics—but what had just happened didn’t belong to the world she knew.Hansen gazed up at the night sky, as if searching for something among the stars. “We have to leave before the police or anyone else shows up. Others will be coming.”Fatmala nodded quickly. “My car… will it run?”Hansen glanced at the car, its side dented and scratched. “Barely, but enough to get us away from here.”He helped her up, and they got into the car. Hansen took the wheel while Fatmala tried to call one of her assistants. No signal. Hansen clicked his tongue. “They’re using a jammer. This isn’t amateur wor
Chapter 104: Thorns Behind the Shadows
The night breeze blew gently as Fatmala and Hansen stepped out of the modest restaurant. Though their previous conversation had yet to reach a firm agreement, the look on Fatmala’s face showed a quiet confidence—she would get Hansen’s help, sooner or later. Behind them, two black cars with tinted windows waited. Fatmala’s personal bodyguards stood alert, dressed in black suits with earpieces hidden behind neatly combed hair.However, one of them—a bald man with the codename “Kobra”—wore an expression that was too perfectly neutral to be natural. Behind his glasses, his eyes watched Hansen intently. There was a flicker of hatred there—subtle, but unmistakable.The first car drove ahead, carrying Fatmala and Hansen, while the second followed as backup. Kobra sat in the front passenger seat beside the driver. His fingers quietly tapped a message into a tiny device hidden inside his jacket."Target with Fatmala. Will arrive at hospital in 20 minutes. Proceed as planned. —Kobra."The messa
Chapter 103: An Unexpected Request
The small eatery remained peaceful. The clinking of spoons against plates, the sizzle from the kitchen, and the soft conversations between customers created a quiet symphony of life.Hansen had just taken his final bite of fried rice and was about to get up when the sound of high heels clicking against the wooden floor made him stop in his tracks. A fleeting shadow of a confident woman caught the corner of his eye. As he turned toward the door, he froze.Long, fair legs clad in elegant high heels strode steadily in his direction. A short black dress hugged her figure, completely out of place in the humble diner. And when the light hit her face, Hansen couldn’t deny it—it was Fatmala.For a moment, all conversation seemed to pause. Some customers glanced over, even the kitchen staff peeked out curiously. Her presence disrupted the balance of the room.“Hansen. Can I ask you for a favor?” Fatmala’s voice was soft, but her eyes carried unmistakable anxiety.Hansen stared at her, expressi
Chapter 102: Tracing the Lost Trail
Fatmala sat in the control room on the top floor of Atmajaya Group’s main building, surrounded by massive screens displaying various CCTV footage from across the city. In front of her, two neatly dressed technical staff were busy typing into a facial recognition search system.“Recheck the route from the restaurant to the highway near the city park,” Fatmala commanded, her tone cold but firm.“Yes, Ms. Fatmala,” one of the staff quickly responded. “We’ve tagged the person believed to be Hansen in three recordings. But after that, he vanished. As if he knew how to avoid the cameras.”Fatmala bit her lip gently. Not out of anger, but frustration. That night—after her meeting with Hansen and the commotion triggered by Bama—she hadn’t had the chance to speak with him further. And now, Hansen had disappeared without a trace, like mist fading at sunrise.“Use the motion pattern analysis system. He couldn’t have just disappeared,” she said.One of the screens displayed a city route, tangled
Chapter 101: A Light Amid the Fog
The sound of firm yet unhurried footsteps echoed through the Atmajaya mansion corridor. Every servant who saw him immediately bowed in respect. Though he was over seventy-five years old, his posture remained straight like an active soldier. His white hair was neatly slicked back, and his eyes were still as sharp as a hawk’s.Shimin Atmajaya—founder of the first generation and a legend both in business and spiritual matters within the Atmajaya family—had arrived without notice.Fatmala, still seated in her father’s recovery room, turned as soon as she heard the sound of her grandfather’s signature metal cane. As the old man entered, Dona quickly stood and wiped her tears.“Grandfather...” Fatmala softly greeted, standing and bowing respectfully.Shimin nodded. “Mala. I heard you met with Hansen.”Fatmala fell silent. She didn’t expect that news to reach her grandfather so quickly. “Yes, Grandpa… some time ago.”Shimin walked toward Hendra’s bedside, gazing at his son with a sad but con
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