Chapter 1

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A man is doing his Prayers and only his hand wearing this kada👇(men's piece of jewellery ) is visible

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A man is doing his Prayers and only his hand wearing this kada👇(men's piece of jewellery ) is visible.

A man is doing his Prayers and only his hand wearing this kada👇(men's piece of jewellery ) is visible

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A woman in her mid-twenties is impatiently looking at her wristwatch and the back of this man.

Her phone rang. "Damn it!" She instantly picks it up and comes out to attend to her call and not to disturb his prayers.

"Hello." She answers. "No, I'm so sorry Mr Malhotra I can't help you. You should have come on time yesterday. Sir don't like tardy people." She cut the call and he comes out of the temple after completing his prayers.

"What are you doing here?" Abhiraaj asks his assistant Daisy.

"Sorry sir don't want to disturb your prayers but the meeting with New York's investor is fixed." Daisy replied coming behind him and they both settled in his car.

"When?" He asks.

"Tomorrow evening." She replied.

"Hmmm."

"You can leave after completing your meeting with Randhawa's.......and..." she said and hesitated to continue.

"What?" He asks plainly.

"Malhotra's are keep calling......."

"I don't give a damn about those who don't know the value of time." He cut her in his usual authoritative tone and She gulped mumbling sorry. "First drop me haveli (his parent's mansion) then take her office." He ordered his driver.

They reach haveli.

They reach haveli

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