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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
The Slumdog Billionaire 55. The Penthouse
Chapter Fifty-Five The front door creaked open, and Henry stepped into the house, his presence immediately bringing a sense of calm to Jasmine. She stood up, a warm smile spreading across her face as she went to greet her husband. The day had been overwhelming, but seeing Henry walk in gave her the comfort she desperately needed. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around him, and he gently returned the embrace, his lips brushing the top of her head in a soft, reassuring gesture. Anastasia stood up as well, her radiant smile brightening the room even more. Henry smiled at her and nodded in acknowledgment, offering a warm handshake. He knew how much Jasmine valued her friendship with Anastasia. Jasmine was an introvert, someone who struggled to open up to others, but Anastasia had always been her safe space. She had been the only friend who stood beside Jasmine at their wedding as a witness, never judging, never looking down on Henry. For that, Henry held her in high regard.
The Slumdog Billionaire 56. 500 Million Per Night
Chapter Fifty-SixJasper strutted toward his shiny new red Ferrari with a cocky grin plastered on his face, the engine roaring to life as he revved it up, making sure everyone within earshot heard it. He leaned casually against the door, his fingers tapping the hood as if to show off. The arrogance in his stance was palpable, and it was clear to everyone around that he was dying to be the center of attention.“Why don’t you come and let me give you a ride?” Jasper asked Anastasia, flashing her a smug smile as if he were offering her the world.Her bodyguards exchanged looks, clearly unimpressed by Jasper’s display. They rolled their eyes at him, knowing full well that Anastasia’s luxury was on another level. If only Jasper knew that the Rolex on Anastasia’s wrist was worth more than his entire Ferrari and designer clothes combined. But Anastasia wasn’t one to engage in childish games. She smiled politely and declined.“Oh, thank you, but Jasmine and Henry will ride with me in my car
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236. The Grand Finale
The night was a violent symphony of fire and chaos as flames roared through the mansion, their hungry tendrils consuming every inch of the legacy that had stolen Ethan’s life. Sparks exploded into the night sky, illuminating his face as he stood at the edge of destruction. The heat from the inferno scorched his skin, but he didn’t move. Not yet. He had waited for this moment his entire life. The people who had erased his existence, destroyed his family, and hunted him in the shadows thought they were untouchable.They were wrong.Behind him, his men stood at attention, the tension in the air thick as smoke. Jake limped over, his face streaked with blood and soot, shotgun still in hand. His eyes scanned the burning wreckage.“Is it over?” he asked, his voice hoarse.Ethan didn’t answer right away. His mind was still racing. He knew William Knights, the man who had orchestrated so much of his suffering, had escaped through that secret elevator. As long as that man was out there, this wa
235. The War Of Vengeance
The night was dark, the city skyline glowing in the distance as Ethan sat in the back of his armored SUV, staring out at the mansion ahead. This was it. The place where the people who had stolen his past, erased his existence, and murdered his father sat comfortably, thinking they were untouchable. Not anymore. He adjusted his gloves, his suit crisp but reinforced with light armor beneath. His men sat around him, checking their weapons. Jake, his most trusted right-hand man, loaded a fresh magazine into his pistol and glanced at Ethan. “You sure about this?” Jake asked, his voice low. Ethan didn’t hesitate. “I’ve waited too long. They built their empire on my suffering. Tonight, we take it all.” Jake smirked. “Good. Because I’ve been itching to put some bullets in these bastards.” The convoy of black SUVs moved toward the mansion’s gates, headlights cutting through the darkness. The moment they reached the entrance, two guards stepped forward, rifles in hand. They barely h
234.The Grand Plan
Ethan stood in front of the mirror, staring at his reflection. Just weeks ago, he had been a nobody—an orphan struggling to survive, beaten down, bleeding in the streets, laughed at, discarded. Now, he was standing in a penthouse, draped in the finest clothes money could buy, staring at the skyline of a city he was about to conquer. But he wasn’t satisfied. Not yet. The world had taken everything from him. His identity. His family. His dignity. Now, it was his turn to take everything back. Ethan didn’t just want money. He wanted power. And power came with knowledge. With Henry Knights backing him, Ethan was thrust into a world he had never imagined. Private meetings with billionaires, closed-door deals with CEOs, whispers of the elite who controlled the world from the shadows. At first, they laughed at him—just like everyone else always had. They saw him as an outsider, a street rat pretending to wear a crown. That was their first mistake. Because Ethan wasn’t just preten
233. The Orphaned Billionaire
A Name from the ShadowsEthan’s heart pounded in his chest, the weight of William Knights’ words pressing down on him like an invisible force.Someone erased you. Someone wants you dead.The words echoed in his mind like a curse.He had spent years thinking he was nothing—just another poor kid scraping by, unwanted, unloved. But now? Now he wasn’t just a nobody. He was a target.Ethan clenched his fists. “If someone tried to erase me… that means they had a reason. Who the hell am I?”William chuckled, a slow, knowing sound that sent chills down Ethan’s spine. The old man turned to face them fully, his sharp blue eyes gleaming with something unreadable. “That, my dear boy, is the question that will change everything.”Henry stepped forward, his expression dark. “Enough games, William. If you know something, tell us.”William sighed, swirling his drink in his glass before taking a slow sip. He set it down carefully before speaking.“The Knights family is powerful. Wealth, influence, con
232. The Hidden Heir
Chapter Thirty Two: Buried Secrets and Unraveled Truths Of The Hidden HeirEthan stared at Henry, his pulse hammering in his ears. The weight of what he had just heard pressed down on him like a suffocating blanket. Blood compatibility? The Knights name? This wasn’t just a coincidence—there was something deeper, something hidden in the shadows of his past.“You’re saying…” Ethan’s voice was hoarse. “I might be… related to you?”Henry exhaled sharply, standing up and pacing near the hospital window. “I don’t know for sure. But blood matches like this? They don’t just happen randomly. Not in the way the doctor described it.”Ethan swallowed hard. His mind raced back to the fragments of memories he barely clung to. His parents—who were they really? His childhood had been a blur of hardship, of barely scraping by, of always feeling like an outsider. No real records, no family history. Was it because his past had been deliberately erased?Henry suddenly stopped pacing, his jaw clenched. “I
231. The Rich Man Hit Me With His Limousine
Ethan’s footsteps echoed faintly along the quiet street as he walked home from school, his bag slung over his shoulder and his face still bruised from the day’s bullying. His head hung low, exhaustion weighing him down, but his mind was racing with determination. He refused to let their words define him, even as the pain gnawed at his body and heart.The air was cool, the street dimly lit by flickering lampposts. In the distance, the soft rumble of an approaching car broke the stillness. Ethan didn’t pay it much attention—until the roar of the engine grew louder, the sound of tires screeching jolting him to attention.Before he could react, the blinding headlights of a sleek black car came into view, barreling down the street. Time seemed to slow as the car swerved, skidding out of control and heading straight for him.Ethan tried to jump out of the way, but it was too late.The impact was brutal, sending him sprawling onto the pavement. Pain exploded through his body as he hit the gr
230. The Bully
The classroom echoed with laughter, the cruel, mocking kind that made the walls seem to close in around Ethan. His clothes were dirty and torn from the shove he’d just received, his knees scraped raw against the hard tile floor. A group of boys stood over him, sneering down, their faces twisted with malice.“Look at you,” one of them sneered, his voice dripping with disdain. “The poor little charity case. Do you even have a decent pair of shoes, or are those borrowed too?”The others laughed, the sound echoing in Ethan’s ears like nails on a chalkboard. He clenched his fists, refusing to meet their eyes. He wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of seeing the anger—and shame—burning inside him.One of them, a taller boy named Lucas, leaned down, grabbing the front of Ethan’s shirt. “You think you belong here? Huh? With people like us? You’re a joke, Knights. A nobody.”Ethan gritted his teeth, his jaw tightening as he tried to stay silent. But the sting of the words cut deeper than any p
229. From Begger To Boss
Ethan sat at his workbench, meticulously tightening a bolt on a worn-out carburetor. The rhythmic clinking of metal against metal was the only sound in the shop, a comforting melody that grounded him. Around him, the settlement was alive with the hum of industry—people working, laughing, and building something bigger than themselves.Jake walked in, wiping sweat from his brow. “The new shipment just came in from the border town. Got some good stuff this time—real parts, not the junk we usually get.”Ethan smiled, setting his tools down. “That’s great. We’ll start sorting through it later.”Jake plopped down onto a nearby crate. “You know, things are finally looking up. Feels... weird.”Ethan chuckled. “Weird?”“Yeah,” Jake said, shaking his head. “For so long, it felt like we were barely surviving, and now... we’ve got something real here.”Ethan nodded, but his mind was elsewhere. He could feel it—the calm before the storm. Everything was running smoothly, but he knew Eric wouldn’t s
228. New Heir
Chapter Twenty-ThreeA New BeginningEthan stood outside the workshop, watching the dust settle from Eric’s retreating vehicles. His chest heaved with relief, but his mind was already racing ahead. He knew this victory was temporary. Eric would regroup, and next time, he’d come back with something worse.Jake stepped up beside him, still clutching a metal pipe. “Think he’s gone for good?”Ethan shook his head. “No. He’s just licking his wounds. He’ll be back.”Gus, who had been watching from the shadows, grunted. “Then we need to make sure next time, he doesn’t get the chance to walk away.”Martha approached, her expression wary but proud. “You handled that well, Ethan. But this can’t be how you live—always waiting for the next fight.”Ethan exhaled slowly. “I know. That’s why I need to make this place strong. Strong enough to stand on its own.”Jake smirked, nudging him. “You got a plan for that too, boss?”Ethan’s eyes darkened with determination. “Yeah. I do.”---The next morning,
