Past
There is a truth. There is a lie. Who is pretending? Was this all an act to divert the mind? Or make chaos in life?
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"Porsche. You called?" The next day old man with his bodyguard entered the room as Porsche Stood beside his brother while a Wave of Cigarettes and sanitizers hit Korns's nostrils.
Porsche hmms in response and rubs his temples " We need to keep My brother Safe."
"He is safe?" Confused Korn said with unknown emotion.
The low hum of medical equipment filled the room, but amidst the monotony, he straine, spoke with a quiver in his voice, his words laced with fear, "Khun Korn. the gravity of the situation is not easy. Kim is not to be underestimated. Someone specifically targeted Porchay, and I'm terrified for his safety. We need to get him out of this hospital, away from Kim's reach, and to a secure location."
Korn leaned in closer "I couldn't agree, Porsche. We cannot afford to take any chances. However, I'll make the necessary arrangements to discreetly discharge Porchay from."
Porsche Nodded and gestured to Korn to stay silent. Something was wrong. As if someone was listening to their Conversation.
"I think someone was behind the window, let me go and Check" Porsche without making noises moves away from the initial position, leaving Korn with Chay.
Korn Looks at him and smiles "I know you are awake, Nong Porschay" Even after calling out there was no movement.
"I Know you listened to the whole conversation. And let me tell you. Whatever you heard was all true. Your beloved Kimhan is the one who caused the fall. And He is behind the evil of Family. If we don't stop him. We will all be dead"
Porchay's heart raced as he listened, his senses heightened despite his weakened state. The realization that he had become a direct target of Kim's machinations sent a chill down his spine. It was a stark reminder of the dangerous world they lived in, where enemies lurked in the shadows, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.
As he lay there, his body tethered to the hospital bed, Porchay summoned every ounce of strength he had left. Determination coursed through his veins, mingling with fear and uncertainty. He refused to allow Kim's malevolence to break him or his loved ones.
But all he could think of Kim. Kim. Kim. He
Summoning his remaining energy, Porchay's voice emerged as a whimper. His body was sedative with numbing drugs. His body felt weak. Now after listening to this monstrosity his mind fumbled.
"Damn it whoever was listening got out. I think we should let Porsche rest and you should to its already late." Porsche With a red face stroked Chay's hair. Who was too tired and heavy to open his eyes.
"I Hope Nong could understand and don't let the darkness consume him" Korn with the last utterance exists in the room.
"Wake up, —soon, please? For me" A sad gaze fell upon his little brother as he also exited the room quite a foot.
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On the other side. Kim was struggling with a bunch of paperwork. His arm was connected to drip on the side as sunlight spread across the Study.
A knock on his door heightened his senses. Mitchelle and Big stood side by side."Come"
"Khun, I think Porsche is planning something" Mitchelle with his rolled-up shirt walked in front of his desk. Big stands at the corner of the door.
Kim scrutinized him with an uneasy gaze, a stone face.
"Speak"
Mitchelle shows him a video on his phone. The recording of a few hours back. Kim's expression changes into demonic. His eyes showed no emotion, lips turned thin.
"We will go tonight" Kim clenched his fist at the end of the video. He was being accused of something he didn't do.
Mitchelle and Big bows at the order and leaves the room swiftly.
Kim stands up and scatters to paper onto the ground.
"FUCK! Fuck! Fuc—k"
And screams in frustration. His presence was needed tonight And Now he needs to deal with another thing.
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"Work is done," Big writes and texts it to someone. He was standing in front of the corridor of Kim's Condo and Mitchelle sneaks up to him from behind.
"What are you Doing?"
"HOLY SHIT" Big yells, His Hands trembled, and the phone slips across the floor.
"Man, What's up with you?" Mitchelle tries to pick up the phone but Big slaps his hand away and says "Stop it, asshole, I can do it by myself!" He stands up and leaves the bigger male confused.
"But I wasn't doing anything? Instead, I was here to inform the duty" He frowns and gets up brushing the invisible dust off his knees.
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At evening
The atmosphere was tense as everyone sat around a circular table, with food rotating in between them. All eyes were fixed on the empty spot, eagerly awaiting the grand entrance of the youngest heir of theeranpanykul. The silence was deafening, and the fear that Kimhan had instilled in them was palpable. Everyone was breathing heavily, and time seemed to come to a standstill.
Finally, the youngest heir arrived and everyone let out a monotone "Khun Kimhan," bowing in respect. He acknowledged them and motioned for them to sit back down. Making his way towards the empty throne, he placed his gun on a cloth that had been placed on the non-moving part of the table for this very purpose.
"Now! I heard something," Kimhan announced, scanning the room with his piercing raven eyes, his hands bent on the armrest. "A traitor is trying to take lion's territory," he said with a smirk, causing everyone to tense.
The room was filled with the air breathed by only five people, including Kimhan. Mr. Kamol, who handled the bar chains across the country, Mr. Liu, who oversaw the drug operations with Boss, and Boss, the son of the late Italian gangster Don whom Kinn had killed himself. Boss was there to prove that what his father had built was not going to vanish. Not like this, until he achieves the death of those who killed. Lastly, there was an advocate, Mr. Ping, who was an old friend of theeranpanykul's. The air was thick with tension as they all awaited Kimhan's next move.
Kamol coughs and grabs everyone's attention to himself. He opened his mouth, voice was calm as he spoke to Mr. Kim, "We don't understand what you're talking about."
Mr. Kim looked directly at Kamol and stated his suspicion, "There is a traitor among us."
Boss slammed his fist on the table and spoke in a frustrated tone, "Are you trying to imply that we are breaking the contract? Without evidence, you are trying to provoke us into war?" Liu remained quiet during the exchange.
Ping, with a stern look, said, "There has been no violation so far," as he gazed into the eyes of the accuser.
Suddenly, Kim picked up the gun, creating an eerie silence in the room. Everyone froze, unsure of what was going to happen next.
Kim's voice was cold and menacing as he spoke, "Today, I am here to catch the mouse as a good hunter. The mouse needs to be taught a lesson to know his limits." The gun was aimed at Kamol.
In an instant, a loud 'Bang' was heard and everyone jumped in shock.
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