London,“What do you mean I can’t see him?” Luke asked the cop as he was restraining him from meeting Warren, who was under custody.“Sir, this is a high-profile case, and we have been asked to keep it confidential. I can’t allow you to meet him.” The cop said.“I want to talk to your senior,” Luke said, glaring at him, but the cop was unaffected.“Sure, Sir! But I’m afraid you’ll get the same answer.” The cop said. “We are not allowed to let anyone meet him until the investigation is over. I am sorry.” The cop said and Luke walked out frustrated. He drove back to Knight mansion and explained everything to Vera, who was over the moon as the lead could help them reach not only Eric but Mishka as well.“I don’t know where is our poor baby,” Luke said, leisurely sitting on the couch massaging his temples. “I wish at least we could find him. It’s been seven years!! Mrs Walton still calls every week to know if we found them and I am tired of giving the same answer. I still haven’t told her
Mishka tried calling Aryan several times while trying to stop a taxi, but the latter didn’t pick up her call. “Common, pick my call!” She groaned, calling him again, but no response. She was blindly running on the road while trying to book an Uber when a high-speeding car out of nowhere was about to hit her, but a hand clutched her wrist in time and yanked her back.The mobile phone slipped from Mishka’s hand and she looked at Christian, “They kidnapped Eric!! Again,” She freaked out, clutching his shirt while Christian tried to calm her down. But she jerked his hands away and picked up her phone, dialling Eric’s number, but it was turned off.“What I will do now? Where I will find him?” She ranted like a madwoman walking away from him when Christian clasped her hand and pulled her into a hug.He gently rubbed her back while she tried to get away from him. “Calm down! Calm down!” He said, his deep voice soothing her. Christian could literally feel her heartbeat against his chest, and
Riya was cutting fruits in the kitchen when someone rang the doorbell. She quickly opened the door and found an elderly woman standing outside with Ivaan.“Is she the one?” The elderly woman asked Ivaan.“Yes, Ggma!” Ivaan answered cheerfully and before Riya could register anything, the woman hugged her and showered her with the blessings in the Punjabi language while Riya gave a puzzled look to Ivaan who was busy clicking pictures.Riya led her inside and sat next to her on the couch when Nikhil walked in. “My son, I am so happy for you! You have a got a beautiful bride,” She said and Nikhil’s eyes shifted to Riya.“Grandma, she is not Mishka,” Nikhil cleared the air. “She is Mishka’s friend, Riya,” He said and Ivaan’s face dropped. “Mishka will be here soon,”Riya was embarrassed, and her cheeks heated. “I get something for everyone,” She said and walked inside the kitchen while Nikhil gazed over her before facing her grandmother.“Why are you so enthusiastic all the time?” He asked
Mr Curtis was roaming on the porch with a glass of alcohol scrolling on his phone when the news of one of the largest hotel chains in New York came into his view. His bushy eyebrows knitted as he read the article, and he was shocked to find that Christian is the new owner when he received a call.“Mr Curtis, have you heard about the latest news?” His assistant said from the other side of the call. “Christian Knight is the new owner and heir of the real owner is sentenced to jail for twenty years in the rape case,”“Just read the news. It’s shocking indeed but profitable in, either way, Christian will give new height. He is brilliant in business.” He said. “I’ll talk to you later,” Mr Curtis ended the call and, thinking about something, he dialled Christian’s number.“Hello, Mr Curtis!” Christian received his call.“Hello, Christian, how are you doing?” Mr Curtis smiled.“I am well, and I hope you’re fine. You called so late,” He said from the other side.“Oh, everything is fine. I jus
Jessica reached home, and she found her father in the bar chugging alcohol. She charged at him, throwing her bag on the sofa. “Why did you lie to me?” She shouted, her voice echoing in the hall.“Why do you create a scene at the dinner when you know you’re going to marry Patrick at the end of the day?” He cross-questioned.“I will never marry him, not in this life at least,” Jessica shrieked. “Now it’s time you answer my questions. Why you lied to me?”“What lies you’re talking about?” He asked, taking a sip of his whiskey, and looking away.“About Jake,” Jessica said, and his mouth twitched.“Why are we talking about him? It's all over!” He gazed at her. “Now call Patrick’s parents and apologise for your behaviour. You are leaving no chance to embarrass me,”“You can’t dodge the bullet this time, dad!” Jessica said in a high pitch. “I want answers!” Jessica was adamant. Her bloodshot eyes stared at her father, and the latter turned the barstool in her direction and stepped down, furi
“I won’t let life play this cruel game with me again. I’ve lost everything once, but not this time. Not before I meet this mysterious woman whom I’m hallucinating for years! Not before I get to see my kids! Not before I tell them I’m their father! Not before meeting Mishka!”Christian was standing against the bonnet of the car, taking some deep breaths to calm his erratic heartbeat. They escaped a near-crash, and he asked his bodyguard to stop the car on the side. “Sir, drink some water.” The bodyguard handed him a bottle of mineral water. Christian took some sips and poured the rest of the water on his face.“Alright?” The bodyguard touched his shoulder.“Don’t worry, I am not traumatized,” Christian answered. “Let’s go and please drive slow!”“You wanna drive?” His bodyguard teased as he knew he never touched the steering wheel after his accident and Christian sat inside the car ignoring him.***Nikhil ended his meeting with the new investors. He turned to call Riya through the int
Riya was packing her suitcase when Aryan walked in. “What are you doing?” He asked, stunned. “Di! Why?”“Don’t ask me anything right now!” She said as she folded her clothes but he held her hand.“I told you to tell Mishka di about your feeling for Nikhil! Now see, this man has created a rift between you two.” Aryan was irritated. Everything seemed to be going against everyone’s wishes.“I don’t have any problem with Mishka or any other woman he marries… I… I don’t know how to make you understand,” She said and looked away. “The problem is Nikhil doesn’t love me!! And I can’t see him getting married to someone else. The thought breaks my heart in an unimaginable way.” She said as a tear flickered down her cheek. “And the worst is, I can’t make him fall in love with me,”Aryan wrapped his arms around her waist and hugged him from behind. “I am sorry!”“I have a flight. I’ll call you once I settle down there,” She said and Aryan nodded his head.***Daniel and his gang of bad boys reach
Riya stepped down the stairs holding her handbag while Aryan closely followed her, carrying her suitcases. She smiled at Ivaan, who comes in her direction knitting his eyebrows. “Dad sending you on a business trip again?” He asked, wrapping his hands around her waist and she ruffled his hair. “I got a new job in Canada!” She said, smiling at him, and his ears turned red. “When will you come back?” He asked innocently. “I don’t know!” Riya pouted, cupping his cheeks. “But we’ll talk on video calls!” Smiled but Ivaan pressed his lips in a single line, looking at her with his doe-like eyes. “Please don’t be sad,” “I’ll miss you,” He said. “I’ll miss you too!” She said when Kiara appeared on the scene and detangled them with a visibly annoyed face. “She is my maasi!!” She wrapped her arms around her and glared at Ivaan. “Kiara!” Riya interrupted her. “No!!! You are my maasi, not Ivaan’s,” She said. Ivaan stood behind her quietly. Riya ruffled Kiara’s soft, curly hair while she care