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The Billionaire Mocked a Dirty Beggar Who Promised to Heal Him in Seconds

The Billionaire Mocked a Dirty Beggar Who Promised to Heal Him in Seconds — Part 1
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The penthouse lounge atop the Manhattan skyline was bathed in the warm, golden glow of luxury. Outside, the city lights twinkled like a sea of diamonds, but inside, the atmosphere was thick with exclusive privilege. Thomas, a forty-eight-year-old billionaire draped in a tailored dark charcoal suit, sat quietly in his state-of-the-art robotic wheelchair. Beside him stood Victoria, stunning in a glittering silver gown, sipping champagne and whispering amusing gossip into his ear. They were the undisputed royalty of the night.

Suddenly, the heavy glass doors slid open, and a hush fell over the room. A young man, his face smeared with grease and his tattered jacket hanging loosely off his shoulders, stepped onto the polished marble floor. It was Caleb. He ignored the security guards and walked straight toward Thomas.

The wealthy tycoon raised an eyebrow as Caleb stopped just inches away.

"Sir," Caleb said, his voice steady despite his disheveled appearance.

Thomas swirled his champagne flute, looking the young man up and down with clinical amusement.

"You?" Thomas replied, a smirk playing on his lips.
"I can fix your leg," Caleb declared calmly.

A sharp, mocking laugh echoed through the lounge. It was Victoria, her hand covering her mouth as she gestured toward Caleb’s dirty clothes.

"Is this some kind of joke?" she sneered. "Get this garbage out of here."

But Thomas was intrigued. He raised a hand to silence her, his eyes locked onto Caleb.

"How long will that take?" Thomas asked, amused by the audacity.
"Just a few seconds," Caleb answered without blinking.

Thomas smiled, leaning back in his high-tech chair.

"I'll give you a million," Thomas challenged, confident the boy would fail.

Caleb didn't hesitate. He knelt down, reaching toward Thomas’s bare foot resting on the metal footplate.

"Count with me. One..." Caleb whispered, his dirty hands gently touching the cold skin.

Thomas’s face suddenly tightened. His amused expression vanished, replaced by a flash of pure panic.

"This is ridiculous. What?" Thomas stammered.
"Two," Caleb said softly.

A sudden gasp escaped Thomas's lips as an electric sensation surged up his spine.

Caleb said softly.A sudden gasp escaped Thomas's lips as an electric sensation surged up his spine.