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Chapter 64 The Fragile Vase
The 400 dinars felt like a warm, heavy coin in Zaid’s pocket, a tangible symbol of his success. He wanted to share that feeling, to translate the digital victory into a physical gesture of love for the two women who meant the most to him. On his way home, he stopped at the finest confectionery in the market and bought a large, elegant box of his mother’s favorite almond chocolate. Then, he went to the florist and selected a vibrant bouquet of jasmine and roses, their scent filling the small shop, because he knew his grandmother loved nothing more than the simple, fragrant beauty of fresh flowers.He pushed the apartment door open, a smile already on his face. "I'm home! And I come bearing gifts!"The silence that greeted him was heavier than usual. The air was still. Then, he heard it, it was a low, ragged moan from his grandmother's room. His smile vanished. He dropped the gifts on the counter and rushed to her doorway.The sight stole the air from his lungs. His grandmother, the so
Chapter 63 The Long Road
The weeks that followed their walkout from Amera's villa were not glamorous. There were no limousines or glittering villas. There was only the quiet, relentless grind of the plan. Khamis, humbled and refocused, became a machine of efficiency. The whiteboard in his room was a mosaic of color-coded content calendars, analytics reports, and strategic goals. Zaid, trusting his manager completely, devoted himself to being the best on-screen talent he could be.They followed Om Salah's advice to the letter. They drafted a formal partnership contract with the help of the lawyer she recommended, a dry, meticulous man who made them define every possible contingency. It was boring, but it made their alliance feel legitimate and secure. They diversified, creating short, punchy clips for other platforms, and Zaid only accepted affiliate deals for products he actually used and liked. The growth was no longer a dramatic spike, but a steady, upward-trending line on a graph, a line built on a found
Chapter 62 Walking Away
The wrought-iron gates of the villa swung open silently, revealing a sprawling property that looked more like a resort than a home. Zaid and Khamis exchanged a wide-eyed glance as they were led down a manicured path by a soft-spoken assistant. This was a different world.Amera Show was even more charismatic in person, her smile dazzling as she greeted them. "Zaid! Khamis! Welcome, welcome! So excited to have you here!" She gave them a grand tour of her empire: a sun-drenched studio with professional ring lights and backdrops, an editing suite that looked like mission control, and a garage that housed a collection of sleek, expensive cars. She casually pointed out a glass case filled with glittering jewels. "Just some pieces from a collaboration," she said with a wave of her hand.Zaid felt like he was in a dream. This was it. The pinnacle. Khamis was practically vibrating beside him, whispering, "See? This is success. This is what we're building towards."They were introduced to her
Chapter 61 A Mentor and An Offer
The air in the small, off-campus shawarma shop was thick with the scent of garlic sauce and grilled meat. Zaid pushed the food around his plate, his appetite soured by a lingering guilt he couldn't shake. Bassam, observing his friend's mood, ate in his usual quiet manner before breaking the silence."I talked to mother about you," Bassam said casually, wiping his hands on a napkin.Zaid looked up, surprised. "You did? Why?""Because you're trying to run a business with a clown as your manager," Bassam replied, his tone dry but not unkind. "She was impressed, actually. She said building a personal brand from nothing at your age shows initiative. She said if you're serious about it, she has some... what did she call it... 'business hacks.' She offered to give you some advice, if you want it."The offer cut through Zaid's gloom like a spotlight. Om Salah wasn't just kind; she was a sophisticated, successful woman. Her advice wouldn't be about algorithms or content ideas—it would be abou
Chapter 60 The Price of the Plan
The "Level-Up Weekend" was a grueling, two-day marathon of content. Khamis, true to his word, had orchestrated a flawless production. The stream was a whirlwind of challenges, guest appearances from other creators, and expertly timed interactive segments that kept the audience engaged and the follower count climbing at a steady, exhilarating pace. On camera, Zaid was all energy and charm, the rising star his audience loved. Off-camera, he was a ghost, his smile vanishing the second Khamis called "cut."His heart was a stone in his chest. The phone call with his mother replayed in his mind on a loop."Mama, I'm so sorry, I can't make it home this weekend. Something... something really important came up with the channel.""Oh." The single word was a universe of disappointment. "I see. Okay, habibi.""What's going on? You said it was important.""It's... it's nothing urgent," she had said, her voice carefully light. "Your grandmother's back is very bad, she can't cook or clean. And I'm h
Chapter 59 The Manager
The silence in Zaid’s room was broken only by the frantic, futile clicking of his mouse. He was trying to edit a simple vlog about his day, but the footage was a mess, the audio was out of sync, and the final product looked amateurish. The 20,000-follower goal loomed like a distant mountain, and he was stuck at the base with no climbing gear. The 400-dinar reward for Sami’s tuition felt further away with each passing, unproductive day.He slammed his laptop shut. There was only one person who could do this. The one person he dreaded asking.He found Khamis not in his room, but in a secluded corner of the library, surrounded not by textbooks, but by thick volumes on business management and marketing. He looked up as Zaid approached, his expression neutral, guarded.“Khamis,” Zaid began, his voice low. “I need your help.”Khamis closed his book with a soft thud. “No.”“Just hear me out—”“I said no, Zaid,” Khamis interrupted, his voice flat but firm. “I’m done with that life. I’m not a
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