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The Slumdog Billionaire 23. The Private Jet
The air smelled of leather and polish as Knight sat in the backseat of a sleek black SUV, his fingers drumming rhythmically on the armrest. The tinted windows shielded him from the curious eyes of the bustling city outside. His face, calm yet focused, was illuminated by the soft glow of his tablet as he scanned through the numbers that danced on the screen. The city was alive, but here, in the quiet luxury of his world, everything was controlled, calculated.The car sped smoothly through Washington, D.C., weaving through traffic with ease. Knight’s phone buzzed softly, and without looking, he pressed the call button in his earpiece.“Talk to me,” he said in a low, firm voice.“Sir, the deal is almost complete. We just need your final signature,” a voice replied from the other end. “The White House contract is secured. We’re talking a billion-dollar deal. The fleet of luxury armored vehicles will be delivered within the month.”Knight allowed himself a small smile, leaning back into th
The Slumdog Billionaire 24. The Game
The air smelled of leather and polish as Knight sat in the backseat of a sleek black SUV, his fingers drumming rhythmically on the armrest. The tinted windows shielded him from the curious eyes of the bustling city outside. His face, calm yet focused, was illuminated by the soft glow of his tablet as he scanned through the numbers that danced on the screen. The city was alive, but here, in the quiet luxury of his world, everything was controlled, calculated.The car sped smoothly through Washington, D.C., weaving through traffic with ease. Knight’s phone buzzed softly, and without looking, he pressed the call button in his earpiece.“Talk to me,” he said in a low, firm voice.“Sir, the deal is almost complete. We just need your final signature,” a voice replied from the other end. “The White House contract is secured. We’re talking a billion-dollar deal. The fleet of luxury armored vehicles will be delivered within the month.”Knight allowed himself a small smile, leaning back into th
The Slumdog Billionaire 25. The Dubai Attack
Knight boarded the jet, his face a mask of iron determination. The luxurious cabin felt suffocating, despite the soft leather seats and polished wood panels. His mind spun with the threat against his family. Jasmine. Henry. The weight of their safety pressed heavily on him. As the jet roared to life, soaring into the sky, he began planning his next moves with the ruthless precision he was known for.He stared out the window, watching the ground fall away beneath him. Twenty-four hours. He had no time to waste, but first, he needed to play his role. The Saudis expected him at the oil mogul conference in Dubai, a key part of his global power play. He couldn’t afford to show any weakness, not when so much was at stake. His enemies were watching, waiting for him to slip. If they sensed vulnerability, the entire empire he’d built could crumble.After hours in the air, the jet touched down in Dubai’s opulent private airport. The city’s glittering skyline stretched out before him, a testamen
The Slumdog Billionaire 26. Doom
Knight stared out at the empty airfield, the faint hum of the jet engines filling the cold night air. His mind was a battlefield now, a swirl of calculations and emotions, but only one thing was clear: he would do whatever it took to protect his family. The rules had changed, and this game had become personal.He boarded the jet, each step firm, his jaw clenched in determination. As soon as he was seated, his fingers flew across the tablet, encrypting new orders to his team. They would need to move fast—faster than the enemies circling his family like vultures. Every asset, every contact, every shadow network he had built over the years would now be put to use.The jet roared to life, racing down the runway. Knight leaned back, staring at the clouds as they streaked past. His thoughts returned to Jacob, the man who once swore to protect family but was now betraying them for power. Knight had always known Jacob was greedy, but to use Henry, to involve an innocent child? That was unforg
The Slumdog Billionaire 27
Knight stepped off the plane, his footsteps echoing in the silence of the private hangar. The air was cold, biting against his skin, but his mind remained sharp, his senses alert. He moved swiftly towards the waiting car, his eyes scanning the perimeter. The driver, an older man with years of service behind him, gave a respectful nod as he opened the door.“Where to, sir?” the driver asked.“Headquarters,” Knight replied, his tone clipped. “And step on it.”As the car sped out of the airfield, Knight’s phone buzzed again. His fingers tightened around it as he glanced down. It was a message from his tech team—a brief update, but one that made his eyes narrow.Feed hacked. Location of Jasmine and Henry traced. Estate under heavy surveillance. Armed men spotted.He felt a surge of anger. This wasn’t just about business. It was personal. Whoever had orchestrated this attack on his family was making a statement. They knew his weakness. They knew where to strike.His mind raced, forming a p
The Slumdog Billionaire 1. Divorce Your Wife
Chapter One “Divorce your wife.” Henry blinked, certain he had heard wrong. He looked at Grandmother Woods, her words dripping with venom. He felt a chill run down his spine. Did she really just say that? “Grandma, I don’t understand what you mean. You know how much I love Jasmine!” Henry’s voice trembled, the pain and confusion clear in his eyes. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. Grandma Woods didn’t flinch. She folded her arms, eyes narrowing as if she were looking at something beneath her. “If you truly loved my granddaughter, you’d be more than just a failure. You wouldn’t be standing here like a pathetic beggar…. You’ve been nothing but a burden to this family. A useless, lazy son-in-law who hasn’t added a single dollar to our empire. And now, you dare ask for one million dollars? Have you completely lost your mind?” The room grew tense. Henry could feel several eyes boring into him, but none felt as sharp as Grandma Woods’ words. He glanced at Jasmine, standing
The Slumdog Billionaire 2. Mysterious Limousine
Chapter Two On his way out, Stefan poured wine on the floor and it stained Henry’s only khaki trouser. “Oh , that was totally a mistake. I will check and see if I have any old boxers of mine to dash your poor ass” He said, smirking wickedly. Without waiting for a response Henry turned and walked out of the lavish party which cost about 9 million dollars to decorate. Jasmine’s tears were streaming down her face as she watched Henry leave the ballroom. She felt helpless, torn between the love of her life and the overbearing control of her family. Her grandmother, Grandmother Woods, turned to her sharply, her eyes filled with disdain. "Stop crying, Jasmine. Close your mouth," Grandmother Woods ordered, her voice cold and unforgiving. “You’ll divorce him if he refuses to do it himself. That boy is a stain on this family, and I won’t allow him to drag us down any longer.” Jasmine wiped her eyes, shaking her head. “Why would I do that? Henry has been nothing but a good and r
The Slumdog Billionaire 3. 50 Billion Dollars Black Card
Chapter Three His sharp, cold eyes locked onto Henry, and without a word, he gestured for Henry to approach. Henry hesitated, his instincts telling him to run, but something about the man’s calm demeanour held him in place. “You’re Henry, correct?” the man asked, his voice authoritative. “Who are you?” The man didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stepped aside, motioning for Henry to get into the limousine. “Get in. We need to talk,” he said, leaving no room for argument. Henry glanced around, his heart still racing, unsure of what to do. He was desperate, and desperate men don’t have the luxury of asking too many questions. He took a deep breath and stepped inside the limousine, the door closing behind him with a soft thud. Henry sat stiffly in the back of the luxurious limousine, glancing nervously at the man in the black suit sitting across from him. The silence was thick, and Henry, still rattled from nearly being hit by the car, finally broke it. “Who are yo
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