Romans & histoires Slumdog Millionaire

I don't know how you know my name but my family has nothing to do with me anymore. My eyes fell to the floor. ” I'm nothing more than a worthless nobody now... nothing, what could I give you?" He was silent for a while just scrutinizing me then he said. “Well answering your previous question, you are actually quite more popular than you think, Sarah Lane, and that scandal with your sister and ex fiance has really gone around the business circles, so of course I would know about you...then on to you saying you can't do anything to repay me...”

Meet Marie Rodrigo. 22-year-old girl born and raised in Texas who moved to New York after High School. Works as the CEO's assistant at Alan Establishment. Has been working at Alan Establishment for a year now and loves her job. Meet Karter Allan. 33-year-old man, the youngest self-made billionaire in America. Owner and Founder of Allan Establishment. Known for being somewhat of a playboy and a cruel boss. What happens when Marie has an encounter with her big bad boss Karter? Will Karter start to feel attracted to Marie, can Marie break down his walls and find out why he has such trouble committing? Read The Billionaire to find out.

Alex is in a cheap bar currently, where no one can recognise him. The party was going loud out there while he was drinking his grief off. He felt like destroying everything off but he couldn't. His hands were empty to do so. He thought he was going to rule the world when he owned the company. He is going to be the number one businessman by using his knowledge and actor connection. He dreamt to be the greatest businessman ever but everything is finished and it's all because of that-...

“The possibility of you getting hurt in your neighbourhood is higher than something going wrong with the pregnancy.” So he was serious. Was he really that rich that he couldn’t phantom the idea that some people can’t afford to live anywhere else than in rough neighbourhoods? Besides, my neighbourhood was one of a kind. My drug dealer neighbour came to my aid when I had fainted while Clara was with me. My other neighbour, who I was fairly certain worked as a prostitute, once helped me cover rent when I couldn’t. It was my first house, and I wasn’t ready to say goodbye yet. “I am not moving,” I said to him. “I-”

"Do you really have no idea what's happening here? You clearly know that the Sherwoods are already deeply involved in illegal money laundering! You ought to know that money laundering is a felony! You'd better give me those lottery tickets if you don't want Mom and Dad to go to prison!" I distinctly noticed Mom and Dad, who had just approached from behind, turned pale the moment the phrase "money laundering" rang out. Dad's expression shifted from shock to anger, while Mom looked entirely bewildered and frightened. They honestly seemed to have no idea what was happening. There was someone else who reacted even more strongly than they did, though. Liam, who usually remained completely unbothe

"I will leave him when the time is right but right now I need more time." "Well, I don't have time." Matt's voice turned cold. "I need money, Irene and I need it now." Irene's stomach dropped. "How much?" "A million dollars." He replied. Irene's eyes went wide and she laughed in disbelief. "Are you insane? Where am I supposed to get a million dollars?" "I don't care where you get it." Matt's smile was cruel. "Ask your beloved husband to give you, take it from his accounts, sell your jewelry, I don't care. But I want a million dollars by the end of the week."

His hollow, starved stomach aggressively convulsed, but he desperately forced the vomit back down his raw throat, terrified of dirtying the bowl further and facing her lethal wrath. He licked the freezing metal. It was the ultimate, absolute destruction of Aryan Singhania. The brilliant billionaire, the ruthless Devil of Dalal Street, was now violently pinned in the freezing sludge, actively licking the filthy dried meat off a rusted dog bowl like a starved, diseased animal. Tears of pure, unadulterated despair streamed continuously from his bruised eyes, aggressively mixing with the freezing mud as he desperately dragged his bleeding tongue across the harsh metal surface.

Savita tai said while moving the door shut. ******* On the other side _ Leaving the noise and hustle bustle of the metropolitan city a big and splendid mention was standing proudly in the outskirt if the city. It was very beautiful and magnificent. It has 10 floors. It was the house of the business tycoon manik malhotra. Manik malhotra who is the second name of perfection, thought he is involved in some illegal activities too but his business always works like a sheild to him. He is the mafia leader in mumbai and a big name of underworld.

I still remember the day I told Nash about it. ("Hey, Nash…") (The bearded old man looked up from his news tablet. "What is it, child? I'm busy.") ("I don't understand. Why is it that there are so many great people in the Slums and so many horrible people in the Inner City? What did they do to deserve living in the Slums?") ("Hmm, what makes you say that?")

“You don't care about Mum's feelings and you hardly care about mine. All you care about is your stupid dreams of changing the world. Like that's ever gonna happen.“ She snorted. “My dreams ain't stupid and sooner or later, I'll make it a reality.“ Trust me to speak so boldly when it has to do with my dreams. “We live in Gale, Shelly, and in the slums to top it all. We reak of dirt and mud. We eat from the remains of the rich. We are born unfortunate and we die that way. This is our fate and there's nothing you or any one else can do about it.“ Tears were beginning to build a lump in my throat at Megan's words. Slowly, I let my gaze dance around our poor abode. We lived in a dirty shaft in th