“Boss, Sana is awake. Do you want to talk to her?” Sandeep had just finished organizing the data on Shehnaaz
and was recording it onto his
computer. It was compiled in batches and uploaded onto backup copies in his Cloud drive.
“Really? It’s too late now.” Sidharth sounded indifferent and wasted no words. He thought it best to not mention that he had already spoken to Shehnaaz.
Sandeep figured that Sidharth had no intention of speaking with Shehnaaz, so he had no choice but to take the initiative and report on her condition after waking up.
“Speaking of which, what a coincidence! I had predicted that she would probably wake up today, but wasn’t exactly sure at what time. Afterwards, the Class Rep from Sana’s
class happened to come visit her. I let him in first and not long after, I heard Sana excitedly chattering.” He laughed to himself. “They have such an interesting chemistry.”
Sidharth used a large towel to wipe the water off his hair. His voice was icy. “I don’t have time to listen to your
nonsense.”
“How was that nonsense?” Sandeep rolled up his sleeves, sat on Sidharth’s swivel chair in his study and began
spinning. “Also, I have something more important to tell you!”
“Speak.”
“Sana’s Class Rep confessed to her! He is a refined and tall young man: good looking, fairly well off, and very gentle
with Sana. A young girl like Sana should be cherished gently and treated like a precious treasure.” Sandeep
sighed.
Sidharth’s hand paused from drying his hair. He only grunted in acknowledgement.
“Seriously! Believe me, her Class Rep has good character. He showed Sana his phone right in front of me, and not
only was Sana’s photo set as the lock screen, but he also lovingly saved her fingerprint as one of the passwords to
unlock his phone. With that, he said that Sana can unlock his phone anytime, because he had absolutely nothing to hide from her.” He chuckled and then said, Boss, I think this
person is suitable for Sana as a prospective marriage partner.”
Sidharth looked at his phone and discovered he had set Sana’s photo as his lock screen some time ago. He swiped at the screen to open the photo album and deleted the photo without betraying any emotion. In an instant, he had removed all traces of Shehnaaz from his phone. Sandeep was still babbling on the phone about something. Sidharth said dryly, “Sana is not 18 yet, so it’s a bit early to start dating. But as long as she likes him, I won’t interfere.” He stood up, feeling restless again. “I have something to take care of.” He abruptly hung up.
He then calmly called Deepak and his voice immediately deepened. “Connect to Sana’s university’s Class
Representative’s phone right now, and delete all her fingerprints from there. Remember, delete it completely and
make sure it cannot be recovered with any software.”
Deepak had been lying on the bed. He and Rohit were trying to determine which female hero had “popped” the Major General’s “cherry.” He was so startled by Sidharth’s call that he nearly fell off the bed.
“What?! Sana’s fingerprint is saved on someone’s phone?! What a foolish thing to do! Fingerprints are so important, how can it be freely given to anybody? The person can use her fingerprint, and Sana will have no
privacy from them. They can use Sana’s fingerprint to do anything and then use it to frame her! Sir, I agree. We must delete this fingerprint!” Listening to Deepak’s indignation and how his words echoed Sidharth’s
sentiments, a ghost of a smile
appeared on the latters face and then quickly disappeared.
Deepak sighed and gestured to Rohit. “All good.” He hung up immediately.
“What’s the matter? A mission?” Rohit grew serious.
“It’s nothing major. Sana’s fingerprint had been saved by someone.” Deepak tapped a command on his phone and transformed it into a mini server with immense capabilities. “Hey, Rohit, what is the name of Sana’s class rep? Do you have his number?”
Rohit looked after Shehnaaz’s school affairs. He responded right away. “Parth Patel? His phone number is —.”He relayed a phone number to Deepak and asked with concern, “Are you able to do it? I think that kid’s phone is by Apple. The security is excellent on
them.”
“Pfft! Don’t underestimate me! My motto is: Give me a phone number and I can use it to dig up the owner’s
entire background!” Deepak blew on his hands and proceeded to enter Parth’s number on his meticulously created software. He pressed the search button and began looking for Parth’s phone in the vast network.
In his room, Sidharth brought his phone with him as he returned to the bed. He had planned on turning in for the night, but ended up smoking a cigarette and was alert again. He scrolled through the address book on his phone and stopped at Shehnaaz’s name for a moment before finally dialing her number.
Shehnaaz had finished working out and was freshly showered. She was sitting at her vanity and prepping her
face for a face mask. Hearing her
phone ring, she looked at it and saw that it was an unknown number. She hesitated, but still picked up and answered.
“Sana.” Sidharth’s voice traveled from the other end of the line, and
Shehnaaz’s face lit up like sunshine.
“Sid! You didn’t call the wrong number again this time, right?” She asked cheekily.
“Call me Uncle.” Sidharth was suddenly insistent on correcting how Shehnaaz addressed him.
Shehnaaz was shocked. She looked at her phone, feeling the sting of the stern command. However, she was
accustomed to obeying Sidharth, so she had no choice but to change her words. “Uncle…Shukla.”
Although he was not too satisfied with this name, it was still better than the overly familiar ‘Sid’. He threw away the butt of his cigarette. His tone was still stern, but the smooth cadences of his voice warmed Shehnaaz’s ears. “Sana, I heard from Sandeep that you were sick and missed your final
interview for the post-grad
admissions?”
“Huh? Ah, yes.” Shehnaaz was a bit embarrassed. “Brother Sandeep told you?”
“Mhmm. He also told me you saved your fingerprint on someone else’s phone.” Sidharth’s voice was usually
scary due to its deep and resonant sound, but it was tempered by the even manner in which he spoke. However, when he was truly angry, his words were as sharp as blades.
The sound of them could carve a person’s heart out if it were possible.
Shehnaaz realised that Sidharth might be angry. She straightened in her seat and tried to keep her voice steady.
“It’s my fault. Sid—I mean, Uncle Sid, please don’t be upset. I’ll ask my Class Rep to delete my fingerprint when
I go to class tomorrow.”
Sidharth grunted. He had already decided to leave out that he had ordered Deepak to delete it. Shehnaaz felt perturbed as the silence grew longer.
“Remember to take care of yourself from now on.” Sidharth then sensed there was something off with Shehnaaz. She seemed very stressed out, and he did not want to frighten her. He didn’t know how to put her at ease, so he stayed silent for a long while before saying into the phone,
“Please, darling.”
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