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"But we aren't familiar with this. And we may get into losses if not taken care of." The elder man swirled pen between his fingers and spoke looking towards Kalyani Oberoi, who in return nodded her head in her impressions.

"I agree there are risk factors, but it is also profitable in business and beneficial to the society. We should try." another man favoured the statement.

"But where can we find acres of land in the prominent municipalities like Mumbai? In the such a brief period," another added, seeing through the possibility.

"We will link up with forenamed landlords of malls or towers. And renovate them, it's gaining a victory on both aspects" Shivaay put into it.

"Let's commence the poll," Shivaay uttered silently looking at his grandmother.

"I support"

"I don't"

Few stood in aid of Shivaay while others were in disagreement. Today during the annual panel meeting, Shivaay had proposed that the company should broaden in terms of the profession. He explained how they can enter into the shopping centres, and start a few chains of malls in the well-known cities. So this can even enlarge their field of interest and also make a profit.

"How can he launch a new venture when he is occupied in court proceedings?" An elder woman in the borderline of sixties muttered eyeing at Shivaay.

"A criminal in the marketing field" Another grumbled.

Folks never expected Shivaay to attend the committee meeting. They never reckoned that he would bounce back within a span of two months of clearance, in anticipatory bail.

"Enough" the loud voice of Shivaay reverberated between the walls of the conference hall. Everyone shuttered and trembled with the high thrown out tone.

"I don't care what you all think of me. I have the massive shares than you all, that's 31 per cent of the total. As the largest shareholder, I have the rights in the protocol, and I'm following those" Omkara glanced at the silenced hall. He speculated his brother held this impressive power and authority but never foreseen this, the majority of people were on his side.

"Have bloody votes as your rights to decide, rather than gossip about others"  Shivaay banged his table and grabbed the mineral water bottle positioned on his side. Within a few moments, the bottle was empty and thrown in the direction of the dustbin.

"I'm in support." Rudra raised his one placard. As he did, others stared at each other and held up their own decisions.

"Fine, we will have another discussion with the builders. Sneha Jha, I want the best architectural firm onboard" Shivaay turned to his secretary, who in turn bobbed her head while jotting down the points in her notepad.

"Rudra I want all the list of landlords drowning in losses, by next week" Rudra nodded with a subtle smile on his lips.

Omkara was astonished by the twist of scenes, almost all of the committee members appreciated Shivaay. His voice held dominance and authority so that nobody could surpass him. Omkara just gaped at him, he was still strong than expected.

Shivaay strode out the room, with heavy breathing. He stood leaning on his cabin, glass wall and tried calming down his breath. Then later he ringed his wife to inform her about the event. She happily congratulated him for another successful launch and asked him to come sooner along with Khanna.

"I will visit Dr Anirudh and come home later. Have your lunch don't wait for me. Bye"

"Shivaay" he turned back as somebody summoned him. He was taken back when he saw his grandmother in front of him.