The Slumdog Billionaire

75. Worst Gift Ever

Chapter Seventy Five

The crowd stood transfixed, mouths agape, as the impossible unfolded before them. Jasmine’s Benz, which had sunk to the river’s depths just moments ago, was now rising steadily, supported by hidden floaters that popped out around it, keeping it buoyant.

The car glistened under the lights, looking pristine, without a single scratch marring its surface. It bobbed gently on the water’s surface, gleaming like new, the only sign it had been submerged being the droplets sliding off and a faint coating of mud on the tires.

Henry calmly pulled a sleek remote from his pocket, his thumb hovering over the control. With a slight, calculated movement, he pressed a button, and to everyone’s astonishment, the Benz responded, gliding smoothly toward the shore, its engine humming softly as it drove itself out of the water, guided by artificial intelligence.

“This… can’t be!” Alexander stammered, his face pale as he stared in utter disbelief. His jaw dropped as he watched the car