I Breathe Euro

Chapter 121: The Mumbai - 2. Malabar Hill.



As the three men entered the suite while bowing a little at Jack, Butler also entered.
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Jack didn't mind his entry; on the contrary, he wanted to see what this butler wanted to do, so he let him enter.

The butler was just standing behind the three people who had just entered; he was behaving a little cautiously and ready to attack at any moment.

Jack gestured for the Luxaviation members to sit down, and then he also sat down on the couch.

"Sir, the money you've ordered is here, all cash as you've asked," the first agent, who was also maybe the superior officer of the pack, said. He was not that comfortable being in such a comfortable place.

"Alright, how much is it?" Jack asked, then took three bags from them.

There were two kinds of notes; one was magenta, and the other one was red and yellow.

Jack instantly understood the magenta one was worth 2K, and the 1K one was red and yellow.

"Sir, there are a total of 175,000,000 INR here," the agent smilingly said.

"Alright, so how much did I owe?" Jack was talking about the private flight cost.

"Sir, as you've made an advanced payment, so after deducting it, you only need to pay about 100K €," the agent said. He was actually scared of the butler, who was staring at them fiercely.

Even Jack didn't know why this butler was behaving like this.

"Alright, here," Jack gave his card to make the payment.

*Ting*

"Thank you, sir. I hope you enjoy your stay. We should get going." After taking the payment, the agent stood up; he was so uncomfortable that he didn't want to stay there any longer.

"Why did you scare them so much?" Jack asked, after the agent left with his two helpers.

"I don't know; they didn't seem like nice guys." Butler shrugged off his shoulder.

"Here, you gave me the money back in the car, remember?" Jack threw a bundle of 200K INR to the butler.

The butler happily caught it and nodded at Jack.

Then Jack gave 5 more to him; the butler was so happy that he was dancing around, but Jack's next words made him calm down.

"These are the money you'll carry for me. Let's go. I want to go to Malabar Hill, Walkeshwar Road," Jack said, as his travel was halted because of the cash delivery, but he doesn't want to stay in this hotel any longer.

The whole of India was waiting for his adventure; he wanted to enjoy the food and stuff and see beautiful women.

As Jack was seated in the Mercedes Benz S class, then Butler came running while zipping his pants up.

"Sorry about that, Young Sir," Butler said, sitting down beside the driver and gesturing him to drive.

"No worries." Jack didn't mind; actually, in the last moment, when the chauffeur arrived and the security team was also present, the old butler wanted to pee badly.

As Jack's car started to drive forward, the traffic seemed to be less; Jack was comfortable because it was a little sunny and the temperature was getting high.

It took Jack's car twenty minutes to reach Malabar Hill. Jack was astonished because this part of the area doesn't feel like he was in India any more.

"This is the Arabian Sea," the butler chimed in.

"This is Marine Drive. It's nice, isn't it? I used to come here with my family, but the butler was talking nonstop.

"Stop the car," Jack suddenly said; he wanted to take a picture here; the sun and the sea looked perfect.

"Yes, sir." The chauffeur immediately slowed down and parked on the side of the road.

The security team instantly walked down from their vehicle and surrounded Jack, and the area was a little crowded.

As soon as Jack stepped out, the crowd began to murmur. Jack was 6 feet 7 inches tall and got 10 bodyguards; they were thinking Jack was a celebrity or something.

Some even took photos of him; Jack didn't mind; he simply took a selfie. He doesn't like selfies, but this was a memento; he will keep this and not post it online.

Then Jack saw a cart, a small cart that was selling something; the smell was so nice that Jack went there personally.

"What's that?" Jack asked the butler, who was also just behind Jack and was explaining things if necessary.

"Sir, that's Vada Pav; it's an Indian burger-type thing," Butler said smilingly.

"Oh! Can I eat one? Like it won't be a problem, right?" Jack asked.

"I don't think your belly can handle such a thing. Alright, let me talk." Butler went to talk with the guy who was selling the delicious-smelling item.

"Okay, here is your order, sir." Butler, after talking with the man who was selling the thing, ordered personalized food for Jack and then came back with the food.

"Oh! It's nice," Jack said; he felt like the thing was too spicy.

"Yeah, I've ordered this without any spicy thing, so that you can enjoy." Butler said his face looked like he was proud of himself.

"Is it without any spicy thing?" Jack looked astonished; he was still feeling hot in his mouth after eating it without a spicy thing.

"I've forbidden him to put any green or red chilies," Butler said when he saw the red face of the Jack.

"Alright, it's very good. Buy me a bottle of water, please," Jack said, and then he immediately returned to his car; his face was red from the spices.

"Sir, would you like to try something more? You look like it's nothing for you, maybe a little more Spicer?" Butler, looking at Jack's face, said Jack was pretending that he was okay.

Jack, hearing this, almost threw the bottle in the old man's face, but he smiled and politely waved his hand.

Butler, nodding his head, turned around and smiled mischievously, then sat in the car.

Jack's next destination was his apartment; he wanted to check out his new apartment.

"Sir, what's your building name? We're on the Walkeshwar Road," Butler said; he was feeling a little guilty for pranking such a young boy.


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