Yashvardhan, with a furrowed brow and a vein pulsating on his temple, paces back and forth in his office.
His frustration boils over as he raises his voice at the employees, who cower under his intense glare.
He shouted Useless! Absolutely useless! Can't you do anything right?
The employees exchange nervous glances, knowing better than to provoke their boss any further.
Just then, Amrita the epitome of calmness, enters the office, her graceful presence a stark contrast to Yash's raging demeanor. Yash, what's the matter?
Yash whirls around to face his mother, his agitation palpable.
He vents his frustration about the impending fashion show and the workers' strike causing delays.
Mom, these guys are useless! The fashion show is just a month away, and the dresses are still not ready because of the workers' strike!
Amrita reassuringly says I understand, Yash. It's a significant problem, but yelling won't solve anything. Why don't you call Rajat and get an update from him?
[Rajat Thakur is the Character from the book "OFFSCREEN LOVE". I have mentioned about him in some last chapters of the book.]
Yash nods, realizing his mother's wisdom, and reaches for his phone to dial Rajat's number.
As the call connects, Yash listens intently as Rajat promises to resolve the issue within 24 hours.
Yash sighed and says, I know, Rajat. I trust you. But this fashion show is crucial. There's a lot at stake.
Rajat over the phone I understand, Yash. Everything was going smoothly for a while, but suddenly, it's all gone haywire.
Yash sympathetically says I know it's not your fault, Rajat. Just do your best to sort it out as soon as possible.
Rajat with determination I will, buddy. I will.
Meanwhile, Rajat swiftly makes another call to Abhiram, urging him to provide Ishani Raisinghania's contact details.
[Abhiram Shekhawat yet another character from the book "OFFSCREEN LOVE"]
Abhi, send me Ishani Raisinghania's contact details as soon as possible.
Abhiram agrees and promises to send the information promptly before ending the call.
Yash, now slightly calmer, thanks Rajat and ends the call, a glimmer of hope amidst the chaos.
As he turns to his mother, Amrita's reassuring smile fills him with a sense of confidence, knowing that together, they will overcome any obstacle that comes their way.
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Rajat, his fingers trembling with anticipation, dials Ishani Raisinghania's number. After a few rings, Ishani picks up the call, her voice commanding and authoritative. Hello?
Rajat says Ms. Raisinghania?
Yes, speaking, she curtly says
Rajat further says Myself Rajat Thakur.
Ishani with a hint of amusement Mr. Thakur, who doesn't know you? Tell me, how did you manage to get through to me?
Rajat smiles and says Ms. Raisinghania, I need a favor from you.
Ishani was intrigued What favor?
Rajat proceeds to explain the dire situation-the workers' strike, the impending fashion show, and the esteemed clients, Amrita Pratap Singh and Yashvardhan Pratap Singh.
She grasps the information and says So, you're suggesting that I design the clothes for their fashion show within a month?
Yes! Rajat responded
Ishani sighs Mr. Thakur, don't you think one month is too short a time?
Rajat in a requesting tone, Ms. Raisinghania, I know time is limited, and in this situation, only you can help me out. Please, I'm counting on you.
Listening his tone she agreed to help him Fine, I'll do it. Besides, how can I miss the opportunity to meet and work with Amrita Pratap Singh? She's my idol, and I respect her deeply.
Thank you so much, Ms. Raisinghania. I owe you a debt of gratitude. He was grateful to her for helping
Ishani says, No problem.
He further added Ms. Raisinghania, I'll be back in India tomorrow. Then, we can meet the Singhs, and you can discuss the details with them.
Agreeing with him she says Sure, Mr. Thakur.
They exchange a few more pleasantries before bidding each other goodbye and ending the call.
As the call disconnects, Ishani's mind races with ideas and possibilities, fueled by the prospect of collaborating with the prestigious Singh family.
With determination in her heart, she sets out to make the impossible possible, knowing that her skills and expertise will be put to the test in the days to come.
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Rajat calls Amrita, a smile lighting up his face as he delivers the long-awaited news.
Rajat: Amrita Aunty, I have good news. We've found a designer to help us with the fashion show.
Amrita's eyes widen with delight, her face breaking into a radiant smile.
Amrita:(gratefully) Thank you so much, bacche. And please, come back soon. We need to talk, and I need to feed you some tasty delicacies.
Rajat nods eagerly, reciprocating her warmth. Sure, Aunty. I'll be back tomorrow.
Amrita says Okay, I'll be waiting. And please, bring Ishani with you.
Yes, Aunty. I'll make sure to bring her along, says Rajat
With a warm exchange of farewells, Rajat ends the call, his heart brimming with anticipation.
Just then, Yash enters the room, curiosity piqued by the conversation. Whom were you talking to, Mom?
Amrita's smile widens as she shares the news with her son, Yash, we've finally found the designer for the fashion show.
Yash's eyes widen with surprise and excitement. That's great news! Who's the designer, and did Rajat tell you?
Amrita nods, her pride evident in her voice. Yes, and it's all thanks to her that this is possible.
Yash nods in understanding, his curiosity piqued. Her? Who is she?
Amrita's smile grows as she reveals the identity of the designer. Ishani Raisinghania.
Yash's eyebrows shoot up in recognition, his mind instantly making the connection realization dawning Raisinghania, as in related to Vansh Raisinghania?
Amrita nods, confirming Yash's suspicions.
Yash's intrigue deepens, knowing Vansh's reputation in the business world.
Yash thoughtin his mind Vansh Raisinghania-a formidable businessman. I'm eager to meet this Ishani Raisinghania who managed to pique my interest.
With newfound anticipation, Yash looks forward to meeting the woman who has captured his attention, recognizing her as a force to be reckoned with in her own right.
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Ishani stands in the hall of Raisinghania Mansion and says to her family I have some exciting news to share. I'm going to Rajasthan to meet the Singhs
Vansh, recognizing the name, furrows his brows slightly but remains silent, allowing Ishani to continue. Rajat Thakur has invited me to collaborate with them on a project. It's an incredible opportunity, and I couldn't be more excited.
Vansh nods in understanding, his gaze steady as he watches Ishani's excitement. He knows the man Yashvardhan Pratap Singh the eldest son of the Singh family, brooding, and dangerous personality. He had met him in few business meets.
He wanted to stop Ishani but seeing her excitement and happy face he controlled himself and agreed to her going to Rajasthan.
Finally the day arrived when Ishani was going Rajasthan. Vansh taking her in his embrace said Take care, Ishani. Keep me updated.
Ishani smiles warmly, feeling the support of her family as they bid her farewell one by one. Little Ridhvik, with his innocent charm, kisses her cheek and wishes her luck, to which Ishani responds with a heartfelt "thank you."
With her family's blessings, Ishani heads towards the departure gate, her heart filled with anticipation for the adventures that lie ahead.
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Ishani steps out of the airport into the warm embrace of the Rajasthan sun, where Rajat awaits her arrival. They exchange warm greetings, and Rajat helps Ishani with her luggage as they make their way to the waiting car.
Rajat asked concerned being the one who invited her here, Did you encounter any difficulties on your journey?
Shaking her head she said, No, everything went smoothly, thank you.
They settle into the car, and as they embark on their journey towards Paradise Mansion, Ishani's eyes widen in awe at the sight of the majestic palace-like structure before her.
Are you sure this is a mansion? It looks more like a palace she said in disbelief
Rajat chuckles at Ishani's reaction, nodding in affirmation. Indeed, this is Palace Passed down through generations in the Singh family-a true testament to their legacy and opulence.
Ishani nods in understanding, her excitement mounting as they approach the grand entrance of the mansion. With each step, she feels the weight of history and tradition surrounding her, eager to embark on this new chapter in her journey.
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So Ishani is in Udaipur for her work let's see what happens when Yashvardhan and Ishani will meet?
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