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The Slumdog Billionaire 47. Chop His Ten Fingers
Chapter Forty-SevenDon Volko’s towering presence seemed to darken the room, his menacing grin spreading as he approached Henry’s mother-in-law. His thick fingers gripped the pliers, and with a lazy flick of his wrist, he motioned for his men to grab her. Two burly guards moved forward without hesitation, grabbing her arms roughly, forcing her to kneel in front of the Don. “You think you can demand your money back?” Don Volko sneered, his voice a low growl. He gripped her hand with the pliers, tightening the jaws of the metal tool just inches away from her fingers. “I didn’t steal your money—I took it. And now I’m going to use it to buy myself a new yacht. And guess what? There’s nothing you or any of your little friends here can do about it.”His words sent shivers down the spines of everyone present, the terror in the room thick and suffocating. He leaned down, his eyes cold and full of malice. “I think it’s time I leave a mark on you all, a reminder. Let this serve as a warning
The Slumdog Billionaire 48. The Don Begs For Mercy!
Chapter Forty-EightThe room had fallen into a tense, frozen silence the moment Mr. Anderson walked in. His presence alone had commanded the kind of respect that even Don Volko couldn’t ignore. Henry immediately understood the signal from Mr. Anderson, glancing toward him for just a second before averting his gaze, pretending not to know him.Don Volko, on the other hand, was visibly rattled. He knew who Mr. Anderson was—everyone in the business world knew. Mr. Anderson was the right-hand man of the most powerful and mysterious figure on the continent, a man whose mere whisper could change the course of a nation’s fate. The man behind the prestigious HEXAGON CONSORTIUM, a multi-billionaire so powerful, rumors swirled that he could pick and choose who became the president of the country with just a phone call. Volko, who considered himself a big player, suddenly realized he was nothing more than a speck of dirt in front of someone like Anderson. His hands began to tremble, and sweat
The Slumdog Billionaire 49. The Ungrateful Mother In-Law
Chapter Forty-NineDon Volko, the once-feared tycoon, was on his knees, his hands trembling as he clutched Henry’s leg. His voice cracked as he shouted at his men, “Get the first aid kit! Bring the best doctors—now!” Tears streamed down his face as he begged Henry for mercy. His desperation was palpable, his voice shaky and pitiful.The men rushed around frantically, their former arrogance replaced with panic. They couldn’t believe what they were seeing—their fearless leader, groveling at the feet of a man they had once ignored. The tension in the room was so thick, it was hard to breathe. Even the women, who had just moments ago insulted Henry, stood frozen, wide-eyed and stunned by the turn of events.Don Volko’s voice wavered. “Please, forgive me! I didn’t know who you were! I didn’t realize… I didn’t understand!” His words tumbled out in a frantic rush. He clung to Henry’s leg as if his life depended on it. In truth, it probably did. Everyone in the room watched in disbelief.
The Slumdog Billionaire 50. Office Sex
Chapter FiftyJasmine buried herself in her work, her mind racing as she flipped through countless documents and reports. The company wasn’t doing well—not by a long shot. Whoever had been managing it before her had done a terrible job. The financial records were a mess, deals had fallen through, and the reputation of the company was slipping. She was determined to make things right, even if it meant working long, grueling hours. She spent her day on her feet, running from one department to the next, trying to get a grip on the situation. Every meeting, every report, seemed to reveal more damage. She didn’t understand how things had spiraled so badly out of control. There was no sense of order, no accountability. And as she sifted through the accounts and finance documents, her frustration grew.That’s when she saw it—a huge, unaccounted million dollars sum of money missing from the company's reserves. Her heart sank as she read through the reports. Jasper. Her brother. He had ta
The Slumdog Billionaire 51. The Useless Heir
Chapter Fifty-OneThe room was thick with the scent of sweat and sex, the air almost stifling as the couple on the desk moved with animalistic intensity. The woman, half-naked and flushed, had her arms wrapped around Jasper’s neck as their bodies collided, hands clawing at each other’s skin, the sound of their breathless moans filling the space. Jasper, shirtless and wild, gripped the woman’s hips, pulling her roughly against him as they devoured each other with an urgent, primal need. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling hard as she arched back, and Jasper responded with a deep, guttural groan. Their mouths met in a fierce, hungry kiss, tongues tangling, teeth grazing, as if the world outside didn’t exist. They were lost in each other, oblivious to the chaos around them, bodies moving in sync like they had done this many times before. Suddenly, the door to the office swung open with a loud thud, slamming against the wall. Jasmine stood frozen in the doorway, her breath catchi
The Slumdog Billionaire 52. Seduce & Marry Him
Chapter Fifty-TwoJasmine stormed out of the office building, her heart racing with fury and frustration. She had seen and heard more than enough. The image of Jasper’s smug face, the audacity of his actions in her office—it all played in a loop in her mind as she drove home. Her knuckles were white from gripping the steering wheel too hard, and her chest was tight with pent-up anger. But before leaving the office, she made sure to bark orders at her staff. “Clean every inch of that office once my brother leaves,” she hissed, her voice cold. “I don’t want to smell a trace of whatever filth he brought in there.”The employees nodded quickly, too terrified to speak.As she reached the family mansion, Jasmine’s fury had only intensified. The sight of her mother standing in the doorway, casually admiring herself in a mirror while dressed in expensive designer clothes, only stoked the fire burning inside her. Her mother’s shallow obsession with appearances felt like an insult to everyth
The Slumdog Billionaire 53. The Vice President’s Daughter
Chapter Fifty-ThreeJasmine’s heart skipped a beat when the door of the second SUV opened, and a tall, strikingly beautiful woman stepped out. Her long, lean frame was like that of a runway model, her sun-kissed skin glowing against the pristine white dress she wore. Her dark hair cascaded in loose waves, framing her face perfectly, and when she smiled, it was as if the entire world lit up. Jasmine blinked in disbelief, her anger, frustration, and exhaustion momentarily forgotten. The woman stood there, beaming at her, and that was all it took. “Anastasia!” Jasmine’s voice was full of surprise and joy. She bolted out of the living room, her feet barely touching the floor, and rushed toward her. The two women embraced as though they had been apart for a lifetime. Their arms wrapped around each other tightly, neither wanting to let go. Jasmine squeezed her eyes shut, a smile breaking across her face as she held onto her best friend, all her headaches and anger from earlier complet
The Slumdog Billionaire 54. The Evil Matchmaker
Chapter Fifty-FourJasmine’s mother’s eyes gleamed as she received the confirmation she’d been waiting for. The message on her phone verified it all—Anastasia was indeed the daughter of the Vice President of Switzerland. The validation stirred something greedy inside her. Anastasia’s net worth alone surpassed that of the entire Woods Family Empire. Her connections, her wealth, her power—it was all too tempting to ignore.With a sly smile, she returned to the living room, carefully masking her excitement behind a composed face. As the two women laughed and shared stories from their boarding school days, Jasmine’s mother slid into the conversation with practiced charm.“Anastasia, dear,” she began, her voice laced with false sweetness, “you’re such a smart and accomplished young lady. I can’t help but wonder… are you married yet? Or perhaps engaged?”Anastasia laughed, her eyes sparkling with amusement. “No, not at all. I just finished my engineering degree. I’ve been too busy for t
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