Aditya was sitting in front of Zoya in her cabin. She hasn't touched her coffee yet. Worry and tension are clearly written all over her face. Not just hers, but Noor's signatures were also present. Despite Noor's fair writing than Zoya's, he didn't recognised Noor's signature.
After their little confrontation, parents of the young girl, whom Zoya was counselling, came to ask about their daughter and for further consultation. But Zoya's mind was too preoccupied. At first, she tried hard to attend them but then gave up, understanding it will be a waste of time. Assuring them, she gave them another appointment. Aditya was sitting on the couch in her cabin, scrolling his newsfeed at that time. But his full attention was towards her. Zoya was being too distracted and tensed. It worried him.
The matter was definitely not a small thing for Zoya. The company was the result her father's hardwork and Noor's future. If something happened to it, especially because of her, she won't be able to take it.
She called Arpit to come and they are just waiting for him.
She picked up the papers to read again but Aditya held her wrists.
“Calm down Zoya! Nothing bad happened!”
“A lot bad could have happened…”
“It could had happened, but it didn't, right?” She nodded.
“You will sort this out.… ” He assured her.
“Won't you help me?” She asked, innocently. He squeezed her wrist in support and nodded.
The knock on the cabin interrupted them. Aditya left her wrist and she kept the papers aside.
“Come in..!”
Arpit came in and sat beside Aditya, infront of Zoya.
“Good afternoon Mr. Hooda.” Arpit greeted Aditya, who just nodded in response.
“What happened Zoya? You asked me to come here urgently.” Zoya forwarded Arpit those papers as his answer.
“Damn!!” He swore after going through them.
“Zoya… you and Noor? What the hell is this?” Arpit asked looking at her dumbstruck.
“Arpit I don't know how the signatures came on these papers! We have just figured out that it's all done by Sudeep uncle…”
“That old man!-”
“Arpit don't! He is my uncle...” Zoya stopped him before he can curse Mr Raichand.
Aditya looked at her in disbelief. That very uncle betrayed her. If not for her luck she would have lost this company and here she is defending him? Naive Zoya!
“Zoya… I think you should take the left power he have on this company.” Arpit suggested.
“Hmm.. but Arpit Zoya said that Mr. Raichand is a partner of five percent in this company. Without his consent, she cannot do it.” Aditya spoke professionally.
Zoya looked from Aditya to Arpit and then back to Aditya. These talks are going above her head.
“Ya… you are right Mr. Hooda. Before he was a partner of ten percent, but sir was able to convince him to give up five percent by offering more money.”
“Isn't it a loss? You are offering more money than needed?” Zoya asked.
Aditya looked at her amused.
“Zoya… tum bazaar mein sabji nhi khareed rhi ho... yeh business hai... tumhare uncle ko shares se profit milega toh wo shares kyun bechenge, isliye tumahare papa ne unhe profit se zayada paise offer kiye.... aur yeh loss nhi hai kyunki wo pehle ninety percent ke owner the... par ab ninety-five ke ho gye… that's a big thing!”
(Zoya... You are not buying vegetables in the market… This is business… If your uncle gets profit from shares, why will he sell the shares? So your father offered him more money than profit ... and it is not a loss because earlier he was the owner of ninety percent but now he has become owner of ninety five ... that's a big thing!)
Zoya looked between both of them completely confused.
“Guys… mein kuch nhi kar rhi hoon... jab Noor take over karegi to ise apne aap handle karegi... waise bhi five percent ninety-five percent ke aage kya hi power hold karta hai...”
(Guys, I am not taking any action! When Noor will take over, then she will handle it herself, according to her wish. Anyways, five percent do not hold any power in front of ninety-five percent…)
Aditya shook his head smiling.
“Zoya… yeh five percent ownership ki hi power hai ki unhone itne concrete papers tayiyar kar liye... chahe five percent ho ya one percent, unke pass ownership toh hai na...”
(Zoya... This is the power of five percent ownership only that he was able to prepare such concrete papers…. Whether it is 5 percent or 1 percent, they have the ownership.)
Zoya buried her face in her hands.
“Zoya… Mr. Hooda is right. He can create more problems in future, despite final decision being yours.”
“Noor will take over the business as it was left by papa.… I am not going to change anything.” She spoke with finality in her voice.
Arpit looked at Aditya and then at Zoya.
“You want me to do something?”
“I will tell you...” Zoya whispered.
“Okay…” Arpit replied.
Greeting Aditya, Arpit left.
“Zoya…”
“Aditya… he is my uncle…” Zoya whined.
“And he betrayed you...” She sighed.
“Zoya this is business… you-”
“I am a doctor!! Not a businessman! That's why, it would be better if Noor handle this!” She snapped.
Aditya didn't know what to say. Sure, her uncle were always behind the company but never in her darkest dreams she thought he would stoop so low.
“Aditya I am not like those people who break relationships for money. Papa also was not like this. That's why, let Noor handle it her way.”
Aditya nodded. He felt a sudden respect rise in him for her after hearing this. That very man betrayed her and she still is not going to break ties. She still respect him as her uncle. He shouldn't have accused her.
Oh no! Wait!
Zoya was glaring at him. Her angry looks were enough for him to understand that he is gone now.
“Mr. Aditya Hooda! How dare you! How dare you accuse me of something so low!! Didn't you know me a bit?! Am I not your friend!?! YOU!” She roared and then started to search something to hit him.
“Zoya! Zoya listen...” She picked up the glass paper weight to throw at him.
He ducked down a bit with his hands up to protect him.
“Zoya! Mera sir phoot jayega...”
(Zoya! My head will split in pieces!)
She kept the paper weight down and looked for something else to hit him, frustrated.
“Zoya… listen... Zoya!” He held her both wrists before she could pick something else.
“Zoya! LISTEN!” She glared at him.
“I am sorry.. I know I jumped to conclusions without talking to you. I am really sorry!” He said sincerely, looking in her eyes. He saw her eyes soften a bit.
All it took was a sincere sorry to calm her down. Wow!
“You are not forgiven.. no..” She said, shaking her head and freed her wrists from his hold.
“I am sorry…” She shook her head, looking away.
“Sorry… ” She again shook her head.
“Sorry….” She bit back her smile and again shook her head.
“Sooorrryyy zoooyyyaaa.…” She finally smiled but again shook her head.
“Arre yaar! Acha ruko...”
(Arey yaar! Well wait...)
He pulled out a dairy milk silk from his coat pocket.
Her eyes twinkled.
“Tumhe nhi khani? Chalo koi ni...”
(You don't want to eat? Okay! No problem…)
He started to open the wrapper.
“Haww… aap bahut hi behaya, Besharam-”
(Haww... You so shameless-)
He interrupted her in middle.
“Khani hai?” (Wanna eat?)
He asked she nodded, making a face.
He forwarded her the chocolate. She was going to take it but he pulled his hand back.
“Maaf kiya?”
(Forgiven me?)
“Yeh acha tarika hai! Maafi maang rhe ho ya zabardasti maaf karwa rahe ho? Chalo, aap bhi kya yaad rakhoge! Jao, kiya maaf!”
(This is a good way! Are you apologizing or forcefully making me forgive you? Well, I will do this favour on you! Go, you are forgiven!)
He smiled at her playful attitude and kept the chocolate bar back in his coat pocket.
“Areey! Chocolate toh dijiye!”
(Arey! Give the chocolate!)
He laughed and forwarded it to her.
“By the way Aditya, how come you have chocolate with you?” She forwarded few pieces of it to Aditya.
“I bought it for mom on the way to office this morning.” He replied.
“Aunty?” She asked surprised, while eating the chocolate.
“Hmm… you won't believe, but she is the only kid in our house…” Zoya laughed.
While talking to her, something striked his mind.
Okay! What if Zoya cannot and don't want to do anything in this matter, Noor can take actions, right?
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