Brothel Manager : Unexpected Encounter with A Hidden Family Heirloom

Note: Please enjoy this one long chapter for today. I will compensate you with bonus chapters after finishing my Andaman Trip.

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He spent the afternoon playing with the baby. Even though many girls tried to snatch the baby from him, that small baby tightly clung onto him. Stella became busy packing up the necessary things as Das informed her about the new palace.

Ruth also instructed her students to pack their bags, as they were also going to the palace along with Das.

At four o'clock in the evening, the Abdullah family patriarch Faruk came to the villa with a parade of more than fifty luxurious cars. Along with the cars, a large number of security vans followed them.

"Isn't your father making too much of a scene?" Das asked Sana with a funny tone after seeing the arrangements.

"Young master, it is just the start. There will be a grand welcome waiting at the palace. More than that, all these cars belong to you." Sana replied in a respectful tone.

"Das, it is a little extravagant. You could have arranged a school bus or transport van. It is all a waste of money." Ruth complained after seeing the continuous chain of cars.

"Didn't you listen to what this girl said? All these cars belong to me. They will be wasted if I don't use them often." Das said with a playful smile.

While he was talking with Ruth, Faruk approached them after arranging the cars in a particular order. A Benz S-cclass Limousine is parked at the center for Das. Without caring about the lavish arrangements, Das first asked all the girls to occupy whatever car they liked.

Ruth and Latha helped Geetha to get inside a car. The subordinates came with Faruk took care of the luggage and cars in the garage.

After making sure that everything is alright, Das occupied the white Benz car at the centre along with Stella and the baby. Sana also sat in the front seat of the same car.

Faruk immediately ordered the subordinates to move. As the security vans occupied the front and back positions, the cars followed them towards the old city, where Abdullah's family is living.

Faruk already took care of the traffic and police. More than fifty luxurious cars ran like a fast-moving chain on the empty roads of Mumbai. The crowd is watching this scene with wide open eyes as they didn't understand which official is passing.

Within twenty minutes, the long chain of cars reached the destination. Like trained security, all the cars started taking different positions after entering the Abdullah family estate. Finally, Das car stopped directly before the main entrance of the Abdullah family estate.

It is a three-layer estate, where the security and the servants live on the outermost layer and the Abdullah family lives in the second layer of buildings. In the centre, an old royal palace stood up like a war fort.

After getting out of the car, Das stood before the red carpet with Stella and the baby. All along the path, several male servants stood with big, old-style drums before them. The female servants stood in between them with large flower baskets.

As Das started walking on the front with Stella and the baby, Faruk and Sana followed them. The girls followed them with wide, open mouths after seeing the grand welcome prepared for Das.

"I never thought Das was super rich. Don't tell me that all these arrangements were prepared for him." Latha muttered while staring at the newly decorated palace and the large number of servants.

Dhum… Dhum… Dum… The servants started beating the drums in a rhythmic beat with their heads down. The women began throwing flower along the path.

Without caring about all the extravagant arrangements Das continued to walk on the red carpet along with Stella and the girls. After two minutes of long walk, Das passed outer buildings and stepped inside the palace which is a rock building decorated with foreign marble.

Even though it is of a old-style fort like building with cone shaped ceilings, all the modern facilities were fixed inside the palace. The palace itself occupied two acres of area with more than-hundred guest rooms and a master bed room in the deepest part of the palace.

Ruth took the role of assigning rooms to her students. The servants took care of the luggage and other arrangements for the girls.

"Young master Das, I already took care of all the necessary things. The servants will stay here permanently to serve you, and my daughter will personally take care of the revenue matters."

"If you have any special instructions, my family will always be at your service." Faruk said in a humble tone while roaming around the palace with Das.

Stella already occupied the master bedroom along with the baby, and the girls got busy taking pictures inside the palace. But Das continued to check the palace, and Faruk and his daughter Sana continued to follow Das.

"Faruk, tell me about this palace. I don't think it is just a normal palace. Is there something I need to know?" Das asked while checking the palace with his special vision.

He asked that question because he observed several underground rooms and pathways in the basement of the palace.

"Young master, this palace is actually a war fort built during King Shivaji's period. There are several escape routes connected to this palace. The palace walls can even withstand explosives. At present, we have closed the escape routes as no one has been living in this palace for a long time."

"If you want, I will make arrangements to reconnect these underground escape paths within a short time." Faruk explained with a straight face while walking behind Das.

"Faruk, open those escape routes, and I'm not satisfied with the security here. Hire more capable people. Don't worry about the money."

"But first, prepare the documents I asked for in the morning. You can leave now. Meet me tonight with those documents." Das instructed Faruk before going inside the Master bedroom, where Stella is taking out her clothes from the luggage bag.

After Das went inside, Sana left to take care of the servants.

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