A/N: Firstly just like always Thank you so much for 39, 40, and 41k views. ❤❤
Secondly, this Chapter's big part was completed a couple of days back. And it was meant to be uploaded that day only.
But something unfortunate happened, our family lost someone precious and since then it all went on the back burner.
I am sorry for being late. This chapter might not be the best but...hope you all enjoy it.
I know Chapters being chopped again and again are making it irritating for you guys but sorry and try to understand my pain.
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🐶'We are sorry Mr. Dewan...you can't take him out of our custody he is a criminal and he needs to stay as o-'
Punit who all this was standing away from this chaotic experience suddenly interrupted as he slowly flinched, walking towards Tushar who was helping Chintan stand with his and Khanna's support.
Tushar's ears perked as he suddenly heard Punit. He was very well aware of this guy. A few hours back when they had reached Chintan's penthouse and Pankhuri was telling them about all of the things that had happened in the past few days, except for meeting Chintan's parents.
An afraid and crying Varun had barged in the penthouse calling out for his Bhabhi Ji, only because he knew Tushar was not in the country. But when he reached there he finally took a deep breath of relief seeing Tushar sitting on the couch. He had directly gone and fallen onto his legs, begging to help his Sir Ji, who had for so long helped his Amma.
Also, he had told them about the Inspector they had a feud with.
And without wasting a moment Tushar had walked out with the whole party ready to get back his son. On the way to Police Station, everyone kept on asking Varun about the reason behind his arrest but all they got in return was his sobs and plead to save Chintan.
They had reached the police station and when they had all entered the scene that unfolded in front of them was undigestable for all of them.
There stood Chintan surrounded by 8 to 9 constables, raining Chintan with their canes.
'And who the fuck are you to tell me that...huh'
Tushar snapped angrily raising his one eyebrow as he turned towards Punit who tried to stop them from leaving the station. His eyes were fuming in anger and he had formed a fist, while still holding Chintan, who had his one leg folded.
Punit gasped as he heard Tushar Dewan speak, no one can deny the fact that this, yes this man indeed had a voice that can make anyone frightened even if it is for a moment. He gulped down before he spoke trying to sound smug.
'Sirrr...see, I am the Sub-inspector here-' 'So...'
Punit who had just started a few moments back and was about to continue, he was discontinued by a pissed Tushar. Tushar looked at him with narrow eyes.
Punit heard him and rolled his eyes at his question, he cleared his throat and slowly walked even closer to them, with his fingers entwined together in a fist.
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