" Cause mummy, Mai Einstein, Newton k baare me jaankar kya karungi jab bade hokar mujhe poora Kamathipura hi kharidna Hai !! "
She got slapped for saying that.
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- She Is The Same Woman -
The old man throws the glass at the floor with a loud crash as soon as he sees his eldest son's exploits on the video: slapping a bunch of 500-rupee notes into some woman's mouth.
I motion one of my men to clean up the mess and then turn to face the father-son duo.
"It's not 1200 Crores that I am worried about," I address the elder, wiser one amongst them. It won't take me more than two days to get my money back and also add more to my wealth. " But it'll be difficult for your business if he becomes the heir. "
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" Aren't you a sadistic bastard?" Chandrakar quips in a teasing manner as we exit the meeting room. Akshat Chandrakar or simply Chandrakar is both- a best friend, confidant, and also my Right-hand man. The one who refused to leave my side even after the fire, led to me causing havoc and thus grew on me. Mockingly he also adds a "Boss?"
I clash my fist with his in response, rolling my eyes at his overly widening grin. A grin that expresses how much he loved my action of putting that shitface in his place.
Not only I showed his father numerous videos of his exploits but also an account of his spending: Lakhs on gambling and pubs, hefty on-call girls, and monthly resort and cruise parties to his friends, all of which he had been doing for quite some time.
Remembering the young man's sullen face, and clenched fists makes me smirk to myself. I am indeed a sadistic bastard after all. But that's what it takes to be at the top, doesn't it?
Now that I think of it, I enjoyed the helpless, frustrated state of his anger and inability of not being able to do something as I sheerly exposed him in front of his father, his men, and my men, someone he considers below his level, and the embarrassment that it brought to him. I admit I liked seeing him helpless and writhing, unable to harm me in his own territory, knowing that even his father couldn't harm me.
No one can do that.
At least in the way I do.
" What's next Chandrakar?" I ask him switching back to my business tone.
"You've to... "He mutters whilst opening his Mac and browsing through some documents.
This makes me glare at him with irritation. He very well knows that I don't like being left unanswered for more than a few seconds and still does this tardiness almost every day. It makes me wonder if he does it to irritate me or have that short term memory when out of nowhere this woman comes and falls on her knees, right in front of me.
