Never Leaving U ( Completed )

Chapter 32

Recap: Vikram and family returned home after vacation
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Vikram stepped into his office building with Pugazh at his side, and as always, the entire floor seemed to hold its breath. The staff greeted their boss with a mix of respect and subtle fear. He moved like a king returning to his kingdom — powerful, focused, and today, visibly fuming with anger.

His PA, Sharath, quickly fell into step beside him.

"Good morning, Sir," Sharath greeted, trying to mask his apprehension.

"Morning, Sharath," Vikram replied curtly, not slowing down.

"Sir, Mr. Rakshat is already waiting in the conference room."

Vikram gave a nod. "And the details I asked for?"

"They're ready and in the file, Sir," Sharath confirmed.

"Excellent. Stay out here until I call you in," Vikram ordered.

"Yes, Sir."

Vikram pushed open the conference room doors, his stride still firm and swift. Inside, Rakshat was already waiting. The two men shared a brief hug.

"Good to see you," Vikram said, shaking his brother-in-law's hand.

"You too, Vikram," Rakshat replied, his expression serious. Pugazh walked in behind, greeting them both, and the three settled into their seats.

Vikram wasted no time. "What did Dad say?"

Rakshat leaned back, his face unreadable. "He still can't believe it... but he knows what needs to be done."

"We should make our move first," Pugazh suggested.

Vikram shook his head. "Not yet. We wait for his move. We need to flush out the real mastermind — the one pulling the strings."

Rakshat nodded in agreement. "Sana needs to know what's going on, Vikram."

"I will talk to her. Is Dad safe?"

"Perfectly. He's under surveillance. No risks," Rakshat assured him.

Just then, Vikram called out, "Sharath, come in."

Sharath entered with a folder.

"What's the new intel?" Vikram asked.

Sharath handed over the report. "Sir... Priyanka's parents. Their death wasn't an accident. It was a planned murder."

The room went silent as the gravity of the information sank in. Vikram's eyes scanned the report, and his expression darkened with every line he read.

Suddenly, he stood, tearing off his tie and flinging it aside. "This is beyond unforgivable," he growled.

He paced the room, hands raking through his hair in frustration. Without warning, he grabbed the vase from the table and hurled it at the LED screen. It shattered on impact. The entire floor seemed to shake with the sound of his fury.

"Vikram! Control yourself!" Rakshat said, standing.

"Get a grip, man!" Pugazh added.

But Vikram wasn't listening. "Sharath! Get the commissioner on the line. Now!"

Sharath scrambled and made the call, passing the phone to Vikram once the line connected.

"Commissioner," Vikram said coldly, "I'll be mailing you some classified reports. I want the person involved arrested immediately. No delays. And I want the media to tear him apart. Plan it to perfection. No room for mistakes."