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Slumdog Billionaire 53. Karma Begins
Chapter Fifty Three Stella, over the following days, began to forget about her husband Declan. Her memory was hazy, and no matter how hard Doctor Jack tried to win her over, she paid him no attention. He used every trick he knew, but she remained indifferent to his advances.Clara watched this unfold and saw an opportunity. Stella’s presence was a threat to her position as CEO, and she needed to eliminate that threat. Clara decided to send her sister away to a remote island under the guise of needing a long vacation."Stella," Clara said one evening, putting on her most sincere face, "I think you need some time away. You've been through a lot, and a peaceful island retreat could be just what you need."Stella, still lost in her own world and unaware of the ulterior motives behind Clara’s suggestion, nodded. "If you think it will help," she said, her voice distant.Clara smiled, satisfied. "It will. Trust me. It's for the best."A few days later, Stella was packed and ready to go. Cla
Slumdog Billionaire 54. Betrayal & Blackmail
Chapter Fifty-FourAs Clara sat on the bed, trying to gather her thoughts, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching. She turned her head just as Denver reappeared in the doorway, fully dressed and wearing an expression she hadn’t seen before—one of cold determination.“Clara, we need to talk,” Denver said, his voice calm but steely.Clara’s rage flared up again. “I told you to get out, Denver. I never want to see you again.”“You don’t get it, do you?” Denver snapped back, stepping into the room. “You can’t just get rid of me that easily.”“Oh, really? And why is that?” Clara spat, her fists clenching.“Because if you leave me, I’ll expose your little secret,” Denver said, his eyes narrowing. “The one about your sister, Stella. About how you sent her away to that remote island under false pretenses to secure your position as CEO.”Clara’s eyes widened in shock, but she quickly masked it with fury. “You wouldn’t dare.”“Try me,” Denver retorted, crossing his arms. “I’ve got nothing
Slumdog Billionaire 55. A Warrior Is Reborn
Chapter Fifty Five While all the crazy and wicked things were happening to both Stella and Declan’s company On the other side of the world, a tragedy unfolded. Declan's life was slipping away, his soul leaving his body as he sank into the dark depths of the sea. The pain was excruciating, a burning sensation in his chest where Richard's blade had pierced him. "NOOOO!" Declan's voice was barely audible, a faint cry for help that was drowned out by the waves. Richard's evil laughter echoed in his mind, the betrayal cutting deeper than the physical wound. His brother-in-law's treachery was the ultimate blow and his subconscious mind vowed to take revenge if a miracle manages to help me stay alive. “Dear God or goddess , please let me live. I need to find my sister and I need to show these evil people that being evil to everyone just because you have money will not give you the opportunity to treat people like animals “ his soul silently prayed . Normally Declan was a good man a
Slumdog Billionaire 56. Boss Island
Chapter Fifty Six Declan's survival on the deserted island was a never-ending battle. His supernatural strength was his only weapon against the ferocious creatures that roamed the land. One day, as he ventured deeper into the jungle, he stumbled upon a massive snake, its body as thick as a tree trunk. "SSSSSSS!" the snake hissed, its eyes blazing with fury. Declan stood his ground, his heart racing with anticipation. "I'm not going down without a fight!" With a fierce cry, he charged at the snake, his fists flying. The snake struck back, its venomous fangs snapping wildly. Declan dodged and weaved, his movements lightning-fast. He grabbed the snake's head, his hands tightening around its neck. "RRRRR!" the snake growled, its body thrashing about. Declan held firm, his muscles bulging with effort. Finally, the snake went limp, its body crashing to the ground. Breathless and victorious, Declan stood over his defeated foe. But his triumph was short-lived. A pack of vicious wolves
Slumdog Billionaire 57. The Blood Pirates
Chapter Fifty Seven Declan's heart raced with excitement as the helicopter drew closer. He waved his arms wildly, shouting at the top of his lungs. "HELP! HELP ME! PLEASE!" The blades whirred louder, the engine roaring as the helicopter descended onto the beach. Declan's eyes locked onto the soldiers inside, his hope and desperation palpable. "PLEASE! COME BACK! I'M STRANDED HERE!" But as the helicopter hovered above him, the soldiers' expressions changed from curiosity to disgust. They gazed at him with a mixture of pity and revulsion. "Look at him," one of them sneered. "He's just a mad, wild, naked man on an island. That's not the Dynasty Billionaire Tycoon we're looking for." Declan's heart sank, his body trembling with sadness. He realized that his appearance had betrayed him. His once-tailored suits and luxurious lifestyle were now a distant memory, replaced by tattered clothes and a wild, unkempt beard. "No...no, please!" Declan begged, his voice cracking with emotion. "
Slumdog Billionaire 58. The Air Force
Chapter Fifty Eight Declan's eyes fixed on the bag, a mix of emotions swirling inside him. Anger, sadness, and gratitude wrestled for dominance as he gazed at the meager supplies. "Basic things soldiers need for survival," he muttered, his voice laced with sarcasm. "How generous of them." But as he rummaged through the bag, his tone softened. A water bottle, energy bars, a first-aid kit...it was little, but it was something. "At least this will keep me warm and alive for a few days," he said, a hint of positivity creeping into his voice. But then, his hand closed around something unexpected. A small pistol gun lay hidden at the bottom of the bag. Declan's heart skipped a beat as he stared at the weapon in disbelief. Why would they include this? Did they want him to... His mind raced with questions, but one thought stood out: this changes everything. With the pistol in hand, Declan felt a surge of hope. He could defend himself now, maybe even hunt for food. The island didn't see
Slumdog Billionaire 59. The Treasure Box
Chapter Fifty NineDeclan's eyes fluttered open, his mind foggy from sleep. But as he sat up, he realized that something was off. The air was thick with tension, and the sound of footsteps echoed through the darkness.Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, a sword gleaming in the moonlight. Declan's heart raced as he scrambled to his feet, his pistol raised and ready."Who are you?" Declan demanded, his voice shaking slightly.The figure didn't answer, but instead charged at Declan with a fierce cry. Declan dodged the attack, his pistol firing into the darkness.But as he turned to face his attacker, he realized that he was surrounded. A group of Caribbean pirates had crept up on him, their swords and guns at the ready.Declan's heart sank, his mind racing with fear. But as he looked around, he knew he had to act fast. With a surge of adrenaline, he charged at the pirates, his pistol firing into the fray.The battle was intense, the sound of gunfire and clashing swords echoing t
Slumdog Billionaire 60. Matters Arising
Chapter Sixty Stella stood on the shore, her brush dancing across the canvas as she captured the serene beauty of the island. Three months had passed since she arrived, and it had been a transformative experience. The peace and quiet had allowed her to reconnect with nature and tap into her creative side. Her paintings, once amateurish and uncertain, now radiated a sense of confidence and skill. They were reminiscent of the Greek goddesses she had always admired, and she felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. But as she mixed colors on her palette, a sense of unease settled in the pit of her stomach. She had been dreading this moment for weeks, ever since her father's letters had stopped arriving. And then, it came. A small boat arrived on the shore, carrying a somber-faced messenger. Stella's heart sank as he approached her, his eyes filled with sympathy. "Miss Stella, I'm so sorry to inform you that your grandfather has passed away," he said, his voice barely above a whisper
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One evening, as we sat together in the living room, Hazel’s eyes sparkled with a new idea. “I’ve been thinking... we’ve been focused on defense, on reacting to the threats against us. But what if we went on the offensive?” I exchanged glances with Kai, Declan, and Vincent, all of us intrigued but cautious. “What do you have in mind, Hazel?” Kai asked, leaning forward, his eyes narrowing with interest. “We know there are people out there who want to hurt us. We’ve been playing their game, letting them set the rules. What if we turn the tables? What if we take the fight to them?” Declan cracked his knuckles, a grin spreading across his face. “Now that’s a plan I can get behind.” Vincent, always the strategist, tapped his chin thoughtfully. “It’s risky. We could provoke a war.” Hazel’s smile was wicked, filled with the fire that had drawn us all to her in the first place. “They’re already at war with us. They just don’t know we’re about to win.” Kai leaned back, considering her wor
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67. The crazy story
One evening, as we sat together in the living room, Hazel’s eyes sparkled with a new idea. “I’ve been thinking... we’ve been focused on defense, on reacting to the threats against us. But what if we went on the offensive?”I exchanged glances with Kai, Declan, and Vincent, all of us intrigued but cautious. “What do you have in mind, Hazel?” Kai asked, leaning forward, his eyes narrowing with interest.“We know there are people out there who want to hurt us. We’ve been playing their game, letting them set the rules. What if we turn the tables? What if we take the fight to them?”Declan cracked his knuckles, a grin spreading across his face. “Now that’s a plan I can get behind.”Vincent, always the strategist, tapped his chin thoughtfully. “It’s risky. We could provoke a war.”Hazel’s smile was wicked, filled with the fire that had drawn us all to her in the first place. “They’re already at war with us. They just don’t know we’re about to win.”Kai leaned back, considering her words. “Y
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66. Heartbreak
The room fell into a stunned silence as the gravity of their situation settled over them like a shroud. Stella felt her chest tighten, the weight of their actions pressing down until she could barely breathe. Declan, still dazed, stared blankly at the screen. Mason, ever the stoic one, was pale, his eyes wide with disbelief and regret.For a long moment, no one moved or spoke. The only sound was the soft hum of the hidden chamber, the cold, clinical atmosphere in stark contrast to the chaos they had narrowly escaped above. But the knowledge that the harbingers were spreading across the city, that they had unleashed something unstoppable, hung over them like a death sentence.“We’re responsible for this,” Stella whispered, her voice cracking. “We did this.”Mason didn’t look at her, his gaze fixed on the screen as the shadowy figures swarmed through the streets. “We didn’t know,” he said quietly, but there was no conviction in his words. They both knew it was a hollow excuse.Declan fi
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65. New World
As Stella and Declan made their way back to Mason’s office, the dawn light casting long shadows across the pavement, a strange sensation tugged at the back of Stella's mind. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was still amiss, that the calm after their battle was deceptive.Mason greeted them at the door, his face haggard from sleepless nights of research and preparation. He nodded as they entered, the atmosphere heavy with the unspoken relief of survival. Yet, as Mason closed the door behind them, an eerie silence settled over the room, thicker than before."I think we did it," Declan said, his voice breaking the tension. "The city's safe."Mason nodded, but there was no satisfaction in his eyes, only a lingering unease. He walked over to the bookshelf, pulling down the same dusty tome they had been studying. He flipped through the pages, his fingers trembling slightly."There’s something I need to show you," he said quietly, his tone almost ominous. He turned the book towa
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64. The Billionaire’s Wife
The boat cut through the churning waves, each stroke taking them further from the collapsing island. Stella's heart pounded as she glanced back, watching the land sink into the sea. The messenger's words echoed in her mind: "You've unleashed something far worse." What had they done?Declan's determined face gave her a sliver of hope. They rowed in silence, the tension between them thick as the mist rising from the water. As night fell, the city skyline appeared on the horizon, its lights twinkling like stars. They were headed back to civilization, but what awaited them there?They docked at a quiet marina, exhaustion pulling at their limbs. Stella's legs trembled as she stepped onto the pier, but she forced herself to keep moving. They had to find answers, and they needed help.Declan led the way through narrow, dimly lit streets. The city's pulse was different from the island's serene rhythm, the air thick with the hum of life and the scent of asphalt. They reached a small, nondescri
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63. The Billionaire’s Husband
The boat cut through the churning waves, each stroke taking them further from the collapsing island. Stella's heart pounded as she glanced back, watching the land sink into the sea. The messenger's words echoed in her mind: "You've unleashed something far worse." What had they done?Declan's determined face gave her a sliver of hope. They rowed in silence, the tension between them thick as the mist rising from the water. As night fell, the city skyline appeared on the horizon, its lights twinkling like stars. They were headed back to civilization, but what awaited them there?They docked at a quiet marina, exhaustion pulling at their limbs. Stella's legs trembled as she stepped onto the pier, but she forced herself to keep moving. They had to find answers, and they needed help.Declan led the way through narrow, dimly lit streets. The city's pulse was different from the island's serene rhythm, the air thick with the hum of life and the scent of asphalt. They reached a small, nondescri
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62. Lame billionaires
Stella worked through the night, her eyes fixed on the map. The man watched her closely, his presence a constant reminder of the danger she was in. As she traced her fingers over the symbols, she began to notice a pattern. Each symbol corresponded to a place on the island, places she had visited in her months of solitude. She realized her grandfather had hidden the clues in plain sight, using the island as a giant puzzle."We need to go to the old lighthouse," Stella said, pointing to a symbol that matched the structure.The man narrowed his eyes. "Lead the way," he ordered, tightening his grip on her wrist.They made their way through the dense forest, the path illuminated by the first light of dawn. The lighthouse loomed ahead, its silhouette stark against the rising sun. As they approached, Stella's heart pounded. She hoped her plan would work.Inside the lighthouse, the air was thick with dust and decay. Stella led the man to a trapdoor hidden under a pile of debris. She hesitated
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61. Beginning of a new dynasty
Stella woke up in a dimly lit room. Her head throbbed, and her vision was blurry. She tried to sit up but found her hands and feet bound. Panic surged through her as she scanned her surroundings. The room was small, with a single barred window high up on the wall. The door was heavy and wooden, with no sign of a handle from the inside."Where am I?" she whispered to herself, her voice trembling.Footsteps echoed outside the door. Stella's heart raced. The door creaked open, and the man from the shore entered, his expression cold and unreadable."Who are you? What do you want from me?" Stella demanded, trying to keep her fear at bay.The man ignored her questions and placed the black metallic chest on the floor in front of her. "You have something that belongs to me," he said, his voice steady and chilling."I don't know what you're talking about," Stella replied, her mind racing to understand.The man crouched down, his eyes locking onto hers. "Your grandfather had something that righ
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60. Matters Arising
Chapter Sixty Stella stood on the shore, her brush dancing across the canvas as she captured the serene beauty of the island. Three months had passed since she arrived, and it had been a transformative experience. The peace and quiet had allowed her to reconnect with nature and tap into her creative side. Her paintings, once amateurish and uncertain, now radiated a sense of confidence and skill. They were reminiscent of the Greek goddesses she had always admired, and she felt a sense of pride and accomplishment. But as she mixed colors on her palette, a sense of unease settled in the pit of her stomach. She had been dreading this moment for weeks, ever since her father's letters had stopped arriving. And then, it came. A small boat arrived on the shore, carrying a somber-faced messenger. Stella's heart sank as he approached her, his eyes filled with sympathy. "Miss Stella, I'm so sorry to inform you that your grandfather has passed away," he said, his voice barely above a whisper
