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Narendara Prasadh took a sip of his coffee. He knew that Zoya could not be set on to her personal problems, especially about of romance. His daughter is not a child anymore. Of course, she had her own preferences and tastes. If he was too pushy, he was worried that his daughter would bounce, put up a fight too. He should use another strategy.“Okay, I won't get into your personal matters anymore. You're an adult now. You should know about good and bad. It's all up to you now!” he said in a gentle tone.Zoya was still snorting in annoyance. The change in his father's attitude did not necessarily make her soften too. She was still upset because her father was the mastermind of all this."I'm an adult, Dad! Don't meddle in my personal affairs anymore!" she said."Okay, if that's what you want. But one more thing I want to say, your time in Dharavi will be cut off from three months to just two months. When you're done with Doorna's renovations, you're home! The sooner the better. Approxim
Slumlove Billionaire An Offer of a Million Rupees
Next morning Zoya was at school. She looked very tired both physic and psychic. Two days of sleep deprivation taking care Praveen in the hospital. Even though hen told her to go home to rest, Zoya didn't want to. She couldn't bear to leave Praveen alone in the hospital. And this morning Mrs. Fateema asked her to come to school.The Principal would have a lot to talk about. Renovation plan and train the kids. The next week would be incredibly busy.Sure enough, the shop next door was empty. Zoya wondered where they move. She took a deep breath, for some reason she remembered Rajesh again. The man his father trusted was the best at intimidating people. His hands had proven effective. Praveen became one of the victims.Zoya had planned the renovation of the building along with the estimated cost. Mrs. Fateema already agreed. The source of the funds came from donations from her friends in Boston. If the costs increase later, she already intends to punch it out of her own pocket. What i
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"What do you think? You're interested, right? I know someone like you must need money," said Narendra in a confident tone.Praveen still couldn't answer. One question arose in his mind, why in the brains of rich people everything is always measured by money? This was really an insult to him. How low he was in the eyes of someone of Narendra Prasadh's caliber. This was harassment. Yesterday his men abused him, now this man abused him.Praveen confidently looked at Narendra Prasadh again."Mr. Narendra. Not everything can be measured by money. I love your daughter not because of money. I don't even care that she is daughter of a rich Mumbai man. It's not important to me. I can make money myself too, in my way. Not by pawning love what I have is worth a million rupees. It ia too cheap for a million rupees!" Praveen said. His face started to harden a little from holding back his emotions.Narendra returned Praveen's gaze with a look no less sharp."Just tell me how much do you want? The i
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"How come you don't know anyone who can renovate buildings, my dear?" Mrs. Fateema asked her husband that night while they were having dinner."I work in a textile factory! How do I know the construction workers? Every day I hang out with factory workers from morning to evening. If you ask anyone who makes clothes, or a textile mechanic I can find them for you!” answered Saleem, her husband."Or do your friends know anyone perhaps?""I do not think so. They are just like me, "said Saleem again. He just continued to eat his dinner greedily. Mrs. Fateema was frowned. She glanced at the forty-year-old man. A few grains of rice stuck between his beard. Mrs. Fateema pushed the grains of rice away, but her hand was brushed aside by Saleem.“You have rice stuck in your beard. You eat like a child. How many times have I told you to cut your beard?."Saleem was silent. He rubbed the beard that hung below his chin with his left hand, while his right hand continued eating."You better find someo
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The call was not picked up by Anil. Still sounded a dial tone. This time Zoya hoped that the man answered her instead of Anil's wife like what happened a few days ago.It wasn't long before a voice greeted her from the other side.“Oh, thank goodness! You pick up the phone. I was worried that it was your wife who picked up the phone," Zoya said happily. Anil chuckled."So what if my wife is the answer?"“You know. She thought I was bothering you.”"Is there anything I can help you, Miss Ashita?" asked Anil.“You know I called you for help,” Zoya said. Anil chuckled again. "Yes, this time I really ask for your help. Do you have any acquaintances or relations who work as contractors?” asked Zoya."Contractor? What do you want to build?"“Not to build, but renovating the building. We are renovating Doorna Kindergarten. Not in a big way. You know, the shop next door to Doorna? Well, the store has been taken over by Doorna. So the two buildings would just be put together, then repainted an
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“Hello, I am Rajat. I'm a building contractor. It's nice to meet you Mrs Fateema,” he shook hands with Mrs Fateema, Zoya and Anil.“Can I see anything that will be renovated? Later we will know the estimated time and fee. I can also estimate the cost of purchasing materials, if you wish,” he continued in a reassuring manner as if he was very experienced.“Just now I've done it with Mrs. Fateema and Ashita, Rajat. I am also a contractor and interested in doing this renovation.” said Anil"Oh, I see?" asked Rajat looking at Anil. There was no offended expression on his face. "That's fine with me.""Yes, let us decide later on who will do it," said Mrs. Fateema. He then invited the man to take another look at what would be renovated. Zoya and Anil just stand there.Zoya got displeased. Last night she said, Mrs Fateema's husband could not find a contractor, why did he suddenly come this afternoon with a potential contractor? If she knew this, Zoya wouldn't call Anil and ask for his help.
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“Don't mess with me, Anil! How do you know me? Who's telling you?" asked Zoya so worried. Maybe he's not the only one who knew her, but there were other people in Dharavi as well."I'm not kidding! I know everything about you!”"Tell me! How do you know?" Zoya demanded. She looked around, afraid someone might hear their conversation."Anyway, you don't have to worry. Your secret is safe in my hands. Give me the project, otherwise I will tell people who you really are!” said Anil."You think you can threaten me? If you already knew me, and you told people, you wouldn't just confront me, Anil! You will be in big trouble. I guarantee it!”"I know! That's the risk I take. But just so you to know, I'm already in trouble dealing with you. I need a job, I need money! I could have worked on the project, but you didn't use your influence to help me, It is such a shame! You just let Mrs. Fateema choose Rajat, even though I was the first to come and make an offer," said Anil pleadingly.Zoya was
Slumlove Billionaire Back Home
"Tell me, where do you get the money from?""Certainly not from donations! It's from my own pocket!""Your own money? Why would you pay for it yourself? I can't believe it!" Mrs Fateema scowled."You think I look like a penniless?""That's not the thing I don't believe! It's impossible for someone spending their own money if it's not for personal interest!""What's impossible? There's more than that! What about this building? Did Miss Zoya Bipasha have any personal interest in buying this building? How many millions did she spend on Doorna?""That's a different story, Ashita! She's clearly a rich person, She has a lot of money! But why would someone like you pay Anil with your own money? Who is Anil anyway? Why do you want to hire him?" Mrs. Fateema asked again."Where do you think I got the money from? Do you think I deposited the money for Doorna, then I gave it to Anil. Is that so?" Zoya said reading the headmaster's mind."Just for you info, Mrs. Fateema! I haven't take a single
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It was almost midnight when Zoya was finally able to go to her room.“Aren’t you tired, Danishka?” Zoya asked her sister.Danishka shook her head. Her face looked cheerful.“I won’t just let this party pass me by! You’re so lucky, Sis! Dad threw a party this big for you!” said her sister.“What’s lucky? Being mated suddenly is lucky?”“Your mate is your ex, right? You’ve both dated before?”“Actually, I didn’t intend to get married! But never mind! After all, everyone gets married eventually, right?” said Zoya, not wanting to prolong her conversation with her sister.What is clear is that she is now in her room and carrying out her next plan.But no! She had to wait for Danishka to sleep first. If she didn’t sleep, Zoya had prepared an alternative scenario.But honestly, she didn’t have the heart to give Danishka sleeping pills.But what if there was no other way?Zoya went to the bathroom to freshen up and call Praveen.While in the bathroom, she immediately took out her phone and ty
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“They’re coming! You should stay in your room! Don’t go anywhere!” Rajesh said over the phone.Rajesh was still in the cafe across from the hotel monitoring the situation.As he watched Narendra’s family group enter the hotel, he swallowed his saliva and felt a bitter sensation in his throat.He cursed his fate for no longer being a part of Narendra’s family. Ten years of devoting himself to Narendra and being his confidant, did not end his life well. Instead he ended up as a loser.It was so easy for Narendra to dump him.Just because of Sunil Chakraborty.But he did not regret it because now he had the chance to get back at him.He would embarrass Narendra and Sunil. He swore that the wedding party would end in vain.He would help the bride run away with another man. A man Narendra hated.He never imagined that he would end up in a reverse position like this. He still remembered how Narendra ordered him to get rid of Praveen. With the power he had, he beat the young man until he alm
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“They’re coming! You should stay in your room! Don’t go anywhere!” Rajesh said over the phone.Rajesh was still in the cafe across from the hotel monitoring the situation.As he watched Narendra’s family group enter the hotel, he swallowed his saliva and felt a bitter sensation in his throat.He cursed his fate for no longer being a part of Narendra’s family. Ten years of devoting himself to Narendra and being his confidant, did not end his life well. Instead he ended up as a loser.It was so easy for Narendra to dump him.Just because of Sunil Chakraborty.But he did not regret it because now he had the chance to get back at him.He would embarrass Narendra and Sunil. He swore that the wedding party would end in vain.He would help the bride run away with another man. A man Narendra hated.He never imagined that he would end up in a reverse position like this. He still remembered how Narendra ordered him to get rid of Praveen. With the power he had, he beat the young man until he alm
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Praveen was back in the hotel room when Narendra Prasadh's family troupe arrived. Two luxury cars entered the hotel grounds in a convoy and stopped in front of the entrance. Not far behind were five more SUVs carrying employees and servants.Narendra Prasadh was in the first car. He got out of the car after the hotel staff opened the car door for him.He appeared to be wearing traditional clothing instead of a suit, and that did not diminish his authority as a wealthy businessman.His wife, Pratyusha Beniwal followed after him. She also appeared to be wearing a saree with gold ornaments. Precious stone jewelry in the form of a necklace and bracelet added to the luxury of her appearance. Truly extraordinary. Then followed by her youngest son Rahul.Before entering, the graceful woman stood for a moment waiting for the next car. The sedan carrying Zoya and her sister Danishka.The hotel staff also swiftly opened the car door for Zoya. She got out of the car carefully while fixing her sa
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That morning at Amaneesh Chakraborty's residence, there was also a lot of activity.They would perform Ganesh puja, a ritual to ask the god for blessings.The procession will be held this afternoon. Many of Mr. Amaneesh's extended family had also attended.The joy radiated from the face of the Mumbai Police Chief. Of course, this was a happy day because his proud son, Sunil Chakraborty, was getting married.As a father, he could imagine how lucky Sunil was. Having a good career in the police force and also having a beautiful wife who was the daughter of a rich man in Mumbai.It felt like a dream.All preparations had been done well by a third party. They just went through it. Everything went smoothly according to expectations.Sunil should have also been very happy that day. But it was as if something was bothering him, and it was visible on his face. He was not completely happy because of one problem that had not been resolved until now.He should have been able to overcome Praveen a
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Praveen was still lying in bed that morning. Even though the hotel room was so comfortable, he had not been able to sleep at all since last night.This was a very decisive moment in his life, preparing himself to carry out the plan he had made as best he could.He had thought about it down to the smallest detail so that this plan would succeed. There should be no gaps or opportunities for him to fail.If he failed, he could end up in prison.Taking away the prospective bride who is none other than the daughter of a prominent conglomerate and the prospective daughter-in-law of the number one person in the Mumbai police?It would definitely create a scene and become national news. More sensational than the kidnapping that Zoya experienced before!If he failed, his face would adorn the front pages of newspapers and even television, not as an actor or model, but as a criminal. The career he had built with great difficulty would end tragically.No, that couldn't happen!He immediately got
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It was late afternoon when they returned from Dharavi, but nothing happened. Praveen's room was empty just like when Sunil visited earlier. There was no sign of him coming here. Nothing had changed at all.It was just that Zoya felt a different atmosphere when she saw the room. There was a longing that enveloped her, imagining when she and Praveen were alone in the room.She remembered the time she slept over during the heavy rain that caused flooding due to the moonson. Even though the lights were out and it was raining outside, she felt at peace in Praveen's arms all night. The man really took good care of her.There were indeed many memories in Dharavi. If not with Sunil, she would have gone to school to meet the teachers there, Mrs. Fateema and her two other friends, Harshida and Shanti. Or if necessary she would go to her rented house.Had everything remained the same or changed? She really didn't know."Where have you been? Why are you home at this hour?" Mrs. Pratyusha asked wh
Slumlove Billionaire No Result
A surprise for Zoya, but not for Sunil as they headed to the AMA office. A large billboard on the side of the road caught the attention of passersby.An advertising billboard starring Praveen. Apparently the advertisement had spread to several strategic places.Zoya was happy to see the billboard. She wanted to take out her cellphone and take a picture of it as memorials. But she didn't because didn't want to offend the man beside her. She didn't say a word, even trying to divert attention by pretending not to see it."Damn it! I don't want to see that billboard!" said Sunil."Isn't he the person you want to meet now?""Right, but not with his poster!""Okay! Just look away!" said Zoya indifferently. She tried not to look at the billboard as if it wasn't important.Sunil's gut feeling told him that she deliberately pretended unwilling to see the billboard. He was sure, deep down in her heart, she was happy to see it. It made Sunil even more annoyed.If only he could find him, he woul
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Sunil still stared at Zoya with an uncertain look in his eyes. His intuition said otherwise. The girl still had a secret that she kept tightly.Sunil was sure that Zoya knew where Praveen was. They were still in touch until now.Even though their wedding day was getting closer, he felt that something was going to happen.He had to make sure that it didn't happen. He had to find that man right now!"I have to meet him, Zoya!" said Sunil.The beautiful girl frowned, but said nothing."Help me find him!" he said in a deep, commanding voice.Zoya took a deep breath."I told you, since I was kidnapped, we've only been in touch by phone, only a few times. I don't know where he is now. All I know is that he lives in Dharavi. Isn't it clear what I said?""I know you're lying!""I don't know how to convince you anymore! Rather than keep talking, I'd rather go home! I don't want us to fight, Sunil! I don't want to spoil my mood before our wedding day. That's much more important than finding him
