Twist of fate

Part 25

Inside the house, the atmosphere was no less tense. As the Maheshwaris entered, they were greeted by the sight of more unfamiliar faces, their presence casting a shadow over the once-familiar surroundings.

Anxiety flickered across Sujatha's features as she surveyed the scene before them. "What's going on here?" she demanded, her voice tinged with urgency.

But the men remained tight-lipped, their silence adding to the family's growing sense of unease. Laksh exchanged a worried glance with his father, DP, who stood nearby, his expression a mask of concern.

As the silence stretched on, the Maheswaris exchanged anxious whispers among themselves, their attempts to glean information from the unwelcome visitors proving fruitless.

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Rudra and Ragini exchanged worried glances as Abhay's call disrupted their momentary peace. His urgent tone conveyed the gravity of the situation. "Sanskar rushed to Maheswari house," Abhay informed them, his voice tinged with concern. "I'm accompanying him, but something doesn't seem right there."

Rudra's brows furrowed in apprehension, and Ragini's heart raced with worry. They both knew that trouble seemed to follow maheswari's lately.

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At Maheshwari House

Arnav's sudden appearance sent ripples of surprise through the family, especially Laksh, who couldn't hide his confusion. "Arnav, what are you doing here?" he inquired, but Arnav brushed past him, heading straight for the sofa.

The family members exchanged puzzled looks, unsure of what to make of Arnav's unexpected visit. Before anyone could speak, Arnav raised his finger to his lips, signaling for silence.

"So, where do we start?" he began, his tone loaded with intensity.

An air of tension hung in the room as everyone waited for Arnav's next words. "By throwing everyone out of this house," he declared, his voice laced with anger and sarcasm.

Laksh's furrowed brow betrayed his confusion as he tried once more to grasp the situation "how can you say that Arnav"

Arnav chuckled at Laksh's perplexity. "As the owner, I can decide what I want to do, right?" he remarked, his words dripping with disdain.

Confusion rippled through the room at Arnav's words, with everyone struggling to comprehend the situation. DP was quick to protest, stating firmly, "It's illegal. This house belongs to us."

Arnav merely gestured to his men, who approached DP with a set of papers. As DP skimmed through them, his expression turned from confusion to shock. "The house belonged to you once, not anymore," Arnav stated matter-of-factly.

Laksh, too, was stunned by the revelation. He looked at Arnav, his mind racing with questions. "How? Why?" he began, but the words caught in his throat.

DP was incredulous. "I never signed these papers," he protested.

Arnav chuckled darkly. "About that, Mr. Maheshwari, why don't you ask your dear son Laksh?" he suggested, his tone dripping with contempt.

Adarsh turned to Laksh, seeking an explanation, but Laksh was at a loss for words. "I... I bhaiya woh..." he faltered, unable to convey the truth to his family.

Interrupting the tense moment, Arnav spoke with irritation, "You guys can have this discussion later. Right now, get out of this house."

As Sanskar and Abhay entered the room, they were met with shock at the scene before them.

"You can't do this, Arnav." Laksh pleaded desperately,

"Would you guys leave on your own, or should my men throw you out?" Arnav retorted, his words laced with mockery.