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As Nirbhay exchanged pleasantries with Gowthami, Nand quickly seized the opportunity to steer the meeting back on track. He knew well enough that the longer Nirbhay lingered near Gowthami, the more tension would simmer beneath the surface. "Alright, everyone," Nand's voice cut through the low murmurs in the room, "let's get back to business. Please, take your seats."
There was a slight shuffle as everyone moved to their designated places around the grand table. Rudra took his place at the head, the main chair symbolizing his authority within the Kesari Group. To his left, Gowthami gracefully sat down, her presence as the CEO commanding respect from all. On Rudra’s right, Nand settled into his seat, ever the dutiful ally, while Rajeev, ever so naturally, took the seat next to Gowthami. As Rajeev sat beside his wife, Nirbhay felt a surge of anger, a fire igniting within him that he had to work hard to suppress. His smile remained polite, his fRelated chapters
In search of true heart shares
Gnapika sat quietly, her mind racing as she watched the exchange between her father and Nirbhay. The tension in the room was palpable, but what weighed on her the most was the unanswered question that lingered in her mind: why was Rudra hiding the truth about Athreya's death? She couldn’t fathom his reasons for keeping such a significant event a secret, especially from the company that her father had helped build. But despite her confusion, she knew better than to speak out in this moment. She was well aware of her own ignorance when it came to the inner workings of the Kesari Group. This was her first real glimpse into the company’s world, and she had come with the sole intention of observing, of trying to piece together what Rudra might be hiding. Gnapika understood that if she spoke out now, without fully understanding the implications of what she knew, it could cause more harm than good. Her eyes flicked between the faces in the room—Nirbhay’s smoldering anger barely masked b
In search of true heart my adopted son, Ram
As Rudra continued with his announcement, the atmosphere in the room grew even more tense. Rajeev, visibly unsettled by the sudden decision, attempted to interrupt, his voice laced with confusion. "Father, why this sudden—" But Rudra cut him off with a stern look, silencing him before he could finish. With a commanding gaze, he turned his attention back to the audience. "I am transferring 10% of my shares to my son, Rajeev," Rudra announced, his voice steady and resolute. "Another 10% to my daughter, Gnapika. And the remaining 10% to my wife, Ambika." The room erupted in shocked whispers, a wave of disbelief washing over the gathered shareholders. Even Nirbhay, who had expected many things from Rudra, hadn’t seen this coming. His smile faltered for a moment, a flicker of anger passing through his eyes. Rajeev having equal shares in the company as him was a reality he wasn’t prepared to face. The thought gnawed at him, fil
In search of true heart I have no right to it
The room buzzed with whispers and exchanged glances as Ram’s refusal echoed through the air like a shot fired in silence. The shock was palpable—no one had ever witnessed anything like this before. In the high-stakes world of business, where every percentage of a company’s shares was coveted, here was a man turning down an offer that others would have given their lives for. Kesari Group of Industries wasn’t just any company; it was the pinnacle of success, a fortress in the business world that commanded respect and envy in equal measure. The idea that someone could refuse even a small stake in it was unthinkable. Yet, Ram had done just that, and it left everyone in the room reeling. For the shareholders, this was more than just surprising—it was incomprehensible. They had seen people fight tooth and nail for a fraction of the shares in Kesari Group. Entire fortunes had been made or broken over the tiniest stake in this empire. And now, Ram,
In search of true heart You're not an outsider
Before Rudra could utter another word, Rajeev stepped in, his voice steady and warm as he addressed Ram. "You're not an outsider," Rajeev said firmly, looking directly into Ram's eyes. "You're a part of this family. Don’t ever say otherwise." There was an intensity in Rajeev’s gaze, a sincerity that left no room for doubt. It was clear that Rajeev wasn’t just speaking for himself, but for everyone at that table. Rajeev’s words brought a wave of emotion crashing over Ram. He had always been the outsider, the one who didn’t quite belong, especially when it came to matters of family and inheritance. His own sisters had made it clear when they pushed him away during their father’s illness, accusing him of only caring about the family’s wealth. They had forced him to agree to never lay claim to any part of the inheritance, a painful reminder of how little they thought of him. But here, in this room filled with the most powerful figures of the Kesari Group, t
In search of true heart Ram will now hold my position
Rudra stood tall, his presence commanding the room as he continued his announcement. “Today,” he began, his voice resonating with authority, “I will disclose the distribution of all the shares within this company. As of this moment, I hold no shares in the Kesari Group.” The room, already tense, grew even more silent. It was as if everyone collectively held their breath, trying to process the gravity of what Rudra had just said. Rudra Raghuvanshi, the pillar of Kesari Group, was relinquishing his hold entirely. It was unthinkable. For years, he had been the face of the company, the one who made the decisions, the one who led them through every storm. And now, he was stepping down. “My shares have been distributed to my family, as I’ve already explained,” Rudra continued, his gaze sweeping across the room, meeting the eyes of each person seated before him. “But it’s not just about the shares. My duties, my responsibilities—everything I have b
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The room was steeped in a mix of shock and silent contemplation as Rudra’s revelations settled into the minds of those present. Gnapika, Nand, Ram, and Rajeev were still processing the information. Each of them was grappling with their own emotions and thoughts, trying to make sense of the sudden unveiling of Gowthami’s true family ties. Rajeev, in particular, was overwhelmed with a blend of happiness and curiosity. The thought that Gowthami had family—a mother, a brother, and a sister—filled him with a sense of hope. He glanced at Gowthami, who sat quietly beside him, lost in her own thoughts. Rajeev’s mind raced back to what she had mentioned about the hidden room, the cryptic photo she had found. Though he hadn’t seen the room or the photo himself, he couldn’t help but wonder if that long-hidden picture was indeed of Gowthami’s family. The thought brought a bittersweet smile to his face. He was happy that Gowthami might soon find the missing pieces of her life, but
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Rudra rose from his seat, commanding the attention of everyone in the room. His presence was undeniable, a force that had guided Kesari Group to its heights, and now, as he prepared to step back, he did so with a weight of authority that none could ignore. "The meeting is adjourned," Rudra announced, his voice steady and resolute. "But let me be clear—my connection to Kesari Group doesn’t end here. I may be stepping aside, but my watchful eye remains. If there are any urgent matters, know that I will be here, ready to address them. My service to Kesari will never diminish." His words carried an undercurrent of power, a veiled warning to those who might see this transition as an opportunity to undermine the company or his family. There was no mistaking the message: Rudra Raghuvanshi might be passing the reins, but his influence over Kesari Group was far from over. He wanted everyone to understand that as long as he lived, Kesari Group and hi
In search of true heart 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
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