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THE SCANDINAVIAN DISGUISE

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Neovalle Day was the crown jewel of celebrations in the state, it was a grand event designed to showcase the progress, unity, and beauty of Neovalle.

The entire city was transformed into a dazzling spectacle. Streets were lined with flags and banners in shades of blue and gold, the official colors of Neovalle.

Large screens were mounted on towering buildings, displaying highlights of the city’s history and the achievements of its leaders.

Flower arrangements of exotic orchids and roses decorated every corner, filling the air with a light, pleasant fragrance.

Vendors sold delicious local delicacies at stalls that stretched along the main boulevard, their scents were blending with the crisp autumn air.

Performers in traditional attire danced gracefully on stages set up across the square, and live orchestras played music that added to the atmosphere of celebration.

At the heart of the city stood the Neovalle Grand Pavilion, an architectural masterpiece of glass and steel.

Its dome s

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ALONE WITH RUIN
Yohan’s eyes remained fixed on the door for a long moment, then slowly shifted toward Christopher. The raw edge in his face hadn’t softened.“He will,” Yohan said finally, his voice low, almost weary. “He just hasn’t admitted it to himself yet.”Christopher studied him carefully, there was a subtle crease between his brows. “You sure?” he asked, with the tone of a man used to last-minute surprises in boardrooms and battlegrounds alike.Yohan gave a slow nod. “Tariq Khyber may be many things—arrogant, delusional, proud—but he is not suicidal. And holding on to that bank would be just that.”There was silence again. The gravity of what had just transpired still lingered in the air like smoke after a fire.Christopher leaned back, his expression unreadable now. “Good,” he murmured. “Then we proceed.”As he walked through the opulent corridors of what was once his bank, every polished surface, every gleaming marble pillar, seemed to mock him. The quiet efficiency of the bank’s staff, onc
BETWEEN HUMILIATION AND HUNGER
“And finally, fifth,” Yohan concluded, his voice was now almost pleading, his eyes were filled with a desperate pragmatism.“It’s Your Only Way Out of Utter Destitution! For God’s sake, Tariq! You are broke! The Khyber family is down to bare bones! Do you understand what that means? It means no more lavish parties, no more private jets, no more exclusive club memberships! It means your children, your family, will go hungry! This money from the sale of Diamond Bank, it’s not about power anymore, it’s about survival! It’s about putting food on your family’s table! It’s about avoiding the ultimate humiliation of being utterly penniless!”The words hung in the air, raw and unforgiving. Yohan’s chest heaved with the force of his outburst. He had said it. He had finally said what no one dared to say. Tariq Khyber, the once-mighty financial titan, was broke.Tariq’s mind reeled. The idea of selling Diamond Bank wasn’t just about losing an asset; it was about surrendering his very essence, h
YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE
He looked at Yohan, then at Christopher Richmond, who sat there with a faint, victorious smile playing on his lips.“You said what?” Tariq’s voice barely a whisper, a stark contrast to the roar he had just unleashed. The air in the room suddenly felt impossibly heavy, the silence was deafening.Yohan stared Tariq directly in the eye, his gaze was unwavering. “You heard me, sir. You don’t have a choice.” He repeated the words, each one was a hammer blow to Tariq’s fading authority. “Diamond Bank will be sold.”Tariq’s jaw tightened, his face contorted into a mask of pure fury. “Choice? You insolent, ungrateful cur! I am Tariq Khyber! I own you! I own this bank! How dare you speak to me of choices? I will see you ruined, Yohan! I will see your career burn to ashes!” His voice cracked.It was a desperate attempt to reignite the fear and obedience that once defined his interactions. He took a step back towards the desk. His hands were clenched, ready to physically assert his dominance, e
YOU DON'T HAVE A CHOICE
“Now,” Tariq said, his voice was a low growl, “explain. What is this ‘serious trouble’ concerning Diamond Bank? And what part does he play in it?” He jabbed a finger in Christopher Richmond’s direction.Yohan leaned forward, his elbows resting on his desk. His voice dropped, becoming hushed, almost conspiratorial. “Mr. Khyber, I regret to inform you that I am fully aware of the… calamity that has befallen the Khyber family, and indeed, the entire Khyber franchise.”Tariq flinched as the word “calamity” hung in the air, a stark reminder of his public humiliation and financial ruin. “And what does that have to do with Diamond Bank? I own 70% of this institution, Yohan. It is sound. It is… it was my last stable asset.”Yohan’s expression was grim. “Precisely. That’s the core of the issue, Mr. Khyber. With the current calamity in the Khyber family and the collapse of the Khyber franchise, your financial position is… precarious. To say the least. And because of this, there is someone who i
OWNERSHIP IN QUESTION
Tariq froze mid-step, his jaw was tightening. Christopher Richmond, Marvin's uncle was here. The man who was on the side of the Orion family who were their business rivals. He had heard stories about Mr Christopher and the kind of power he exuded especially in Neovalle. He was aware of how pivotal he was to Marvin's success in Neovalle.This was a constant irritant in their meticulously curated world. Besides that, he always had a beef with the Richmonds. He saw them as calculating opportunists who had always sought to undermine the Khyber influence. What in God’s name was he doing here, in his bank, in Yohan’s office, at this ungodly hour?Yohan, seemingly oblivious to the sudden tension that thickened the air, stepped forward, extending a hand. His voice, though still formal, held a hint of forced cordiality. “Mr. Khyber, thank you for coming so promptly.”Tariq ignored Yohan’s outstretched hand, as his eyes were locked on Mr Christopher Richmond. “Yohan, what is the meaning o
LEGACY IN FLAMES
Tariq stumbled from his office, with his phone still clutched in his trembling hand. The silence of the hallway was a stark contrast to the digital firing squad he’d just escaped. His mind reeled, it was a whirlwind of accusations, threats, and now, the chilling pronouncement from Yohan Johnson. “Serious trouble concerning your ownership of Diamond Bank.” The words echoed, each syllable was a hammer blow against his fragile composure. He owned 70% of that bank! It was his anchor, his last bastion of financial stability in a world that was rapidly turning to quicksand.His legs felt like lead, but he forced himself forward, driven by a primal need to understand. He navigated the familiar halls of his penthouse apartment, with the opulent decor now feeling like a hollow mockery of his crumbling empire. He reached for his car keys, his hand shaking as he fumbled with them. Driving himself was out of the question; his vision was still swimming, and his thoughts were a chaotic jumble

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