Looks like Mrs. Sakhi might be expecting, eh?

The murmurs in the room grew as a few of the more observant shareholders noticed Gowthami’s sudden departure. She had rushed out, her hand clamped over her mouth, her face pale and strained. It was clear to anyone paying attention that she was on the verge of being sick.

As whispers began to circulate, one of the elder members, with a mischievous glint in his eye, leaned over to his neighbor and joked, "Looks like Mrs. Sakhi might be expecting, eh?"

The comment, meant to be light-hearted, rippled through the room faster than he could have anticipated. Conversations hushed, and heads turned as the words sank in. The idea of the newly married CEO being pregnant spread like wildfire, igniting curiosity and speculation among the attendees.

But not everyone was amused. Nirbhay, who had been seething with barely concealed rage since the start of the meeting, felt his anger flare into a roaring fire. His eyes snapped towards the elder man who h