All Chapters of Journey to Supremacy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Troy lazily lifted an eyebrow. "Sure, but I don't usually step in unless the price is right. And when I do, it's not cheap. Can you afford it?"The woman's gaze sharpened slightly. "How much are you asking for, exactly?"Troy raised five fingers. The woman nodded, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Fifty thousand? That's doable."Troy shook his head, a faint smile playing at the corner of his lips. "Five million.""Five million?!" The woman blinked in surprise. Her family was wealthy, but asking for five million right off the bat? It seemed outrageous. Was this man out of his mind?The crowd around them began murmuring in disbelief. "This guy's out of his mind! Five million? Is he serious? That's outrageous!""Yeah! Who asks for five million like that? We usually just scam people of a few hundred at most, but he's asking for five million! He must've gone mad!" The bystanders laughed and shook their heads, while the woman's face paled slightly. Five million was no small sum.S

"Wait a moment," Godfrey said. Troy halted in his tracks, turning to look at Godfrey. "If you have something to say, just say it."Godfrey was momentarily taken aback, his face flushing with frustration.Yet, he kept his composure and said, "I'm not a narrow-minded person. I need to make some things clear with you. First of all, you're too young. I don't believe you can solve the strange issues plaguing my family. Secondly, my father's condition is serious. I can't just trust anyone to handle it."Next to them, Khloe sighed softly before addressing Troy. "Please don't be too hard on my dad. He's very devoted to my grandfather and is just worried that something bad would happen to him. Could you at least show him a bit of what you can do? Maybe that will help him trust you more."She glanced meaningfully at Troy, testing him to see if he really had the skills he claimed. Troy chuckled softly, understanding the family's intentions. "Sure. I'll show you what I can do. Let's se

What lay before them was a twisted, mangled mess of a dead snake, its blood and flesh in a grotesque tangle. The pungent, foul stench it gave off made the sight even more unbearable; it was a sight so nauseating, it could make anyone's stomach churn.Frank recoiled in shock, stumbling backward a couple of steps. His face turned pale as he muttered, "H-How could something like this be here?"Khloe opened her eyes to the horrifying scene. Her face drained of color, her body trembling uncontrollably from the shock. No wonder she had been occasionally catching strange, unsettling smells—she never imagined the source would be something like this!At that moment, Troy cleared his throat and said calmly, "Ms. Langstaff, you're squeezing me too tight."Khloe froze and realized she was still holding onto Troy tightly. In the panic, she had instinctively thrown herself into his arms, her hands gripping his waist. As she realized what had happened, her face flushed bright red. She quickly p

Troy quickly averted his gaze, but even that fleeting glance sent a restless heat simmering through him.A moment later, Khloe's melodious voice broke the silence. "Mr. Ragnar?"Troy stiffened, clearing his throat. "Hm? What is it?"A long red light stretched ahead, and Khloe brought the car to a stop. She turned to him, lips curling in a knowing smirk. "Do you like my legs?"Troy's mind blanked. Had she noticed?He rubbed his nose, feigning nonchalance. "Yeah, I do. But next time, try black stockings. I prefer those."A flush crept up Khloe's neck, her cheeks blooming pink. She bit her lip. "You…like stockings?"Troy grinned. "Yeah. A lot."Khloe exhaled sharply, then suddenly hit the gas. The car lurched forward, veering onto a quiet side road before jerking to a halt.Troy blinked. "Ms. Langstaff, what are you—"Before he could finish, Khloe pushed her seat all the way back, reclining slightly. With deliberate slowness, she lifted one long, shapely leg and draped it over t

When Troy's gaze shifted back to Khloe, she suddenly felt uncomfortable. "Mr. Ragnar," she said, flustered, "why are you staring at me again?""Is it so wrong to look at how beautiful you are?" Troy teased with a grin."Yes, it is," Khloe replied, her tone firm. "I only allow my future husband to look at me like that.""Well, in that case, I'll just be your future husband," Troy shot back with a mischievous glint in his eyes.Khloe slammed on the brakes, the car coming to a halt as she turned to him, her eyes wide. "Really?"Troy rubbed his nose and chuckled. "Just kidding. We've just met, and you want me to be your husband already?"Khloe pouted, giving him a pointed, almost reproachful look before she started the car again silently.Half an hour later, Troy had Khloe drop him off near the Skeldons' estate. As the car came to a stop, he flashed her a warm smile. "Drive safely on the way back. If anything comes up, call me."Khloe shot him a playful look. "Call you? What are