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TWO GRAVES FOR THE KHYBERS
Just then, his private line, a secure phone only for the most important calls, rang. Tariq stared at it, his heart was pounding with a morbid dread. Who could it be now? Another messenger of doom?He snatched the receiver, his voice was curt. “What is it?!”A hushed, somber voice on the other end, the head of medical staff at the exclusive hospital where his brother was being treated, spoke. “Mr. Khyber… I regret to inform you… it’s about your brother, Farouq.”Tariq froze. His blood ran cold. Farouq. His younger brother. His confidant. The only person he truly trusted, the one who had stood by him through every storm, every challenge. The quiet, brilliant mind who had helped him navigate the complexities of the Khyber franchise.“What about him?” Tariq demanded, his voice was suddenly weak, it was a premonition of unimaginable horror washing over him.The voice on the other end was filled with profound regret. “Mr. Khyber… I’m so sorry. Despite our best efforts… Mr. Farouq Khyber…
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
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