Chapter49:The Unknown Billionaire

Often a time Jamole would ride his scooter to the pedestrian bridge, park at a corner and watch the beggars under the bridge solicit for money. And once in a while he would smile especially after gazing upon the very spot he bumped into Susan and proposed marriage to her. He would shake his head pitiably and look up the sky, wondering if he was dreaming or not; he couldn’t believe a marriage proposal he made to a cripple girl in a wheel chair changed his life for the better. With arms folded, he studied the disable beggars with keen eyes and he looked forth to the day he would take them off the street and add meaning to their lives for the sake of his wife. He couldn’t wait for such a day to come; he wouldn’t want to do it now; it was a selfless service that would always court the attention of the public, especially the media so he would want to execute it when he must have revealed his true identity. About sitting on his scooter to ride home, one of the beggars, a young man who was la