The Truth Protocol (On Hold Until November)

The Truth Protocol (On Hold Until November)

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Type Thiwat, a perfect man without any flaws. People call him 'A lifeless Robot'. CEO of a biotechnology company who wanted a disease free country. Tharn Kirigun, who works in the Crime Suppression Division, Royal Thai police. A loyal police officer to his country. When someone hacked Thiwat BioNova Corporation, Tharn was assigned to investigate. A police officer met the CEO and something shifted between them. Later an unbelievable truth exposed, making their relationship shaken? Will their love survive through new acquired truth? Will Tharn be loyal to his country? Will Type accept whatever comes in his way? . . . . . . . . It's going to be a completely different story and genre. Here Saritha❤ This story belongs to me.
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