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Next Morning
Pragya was standing outside her house, waiting for the company's car. She was confused about why Abhi is sending a car to pick her up. She could have come to the airport by herself. Does he still care about her?
She saw a car approaching her.
Car Driver: Mam, I'm Abhi sir's driver. Please get inside.
Pragya nods and gets inside the car. On the way, Pragya noticed the driver taking her on a different route.
Pragya: Bhaiya, this is not the Airport route. Where are we going?
Driver: We are not going to the airport mam.
Pragya: Then?
Driver: Sir is having a private jet. We are going there.
Pragya was stunned hearing it. Within 10 minutes, the car stopped in front of a tall building. Pragya gets down from the car and takes her luggage. The driver informed her to go to the rooftop.
Pragya gets inside the lift and presses the button for the rooftop. When the lift opened, Pragya was shocked and surprised, seeing the sight in front of her. Abhi was standing beside a big and classic jet. She was standing there in awe, seeing it.
Abhi: Mr. Arora, we don't have all day and you are already late. So, come fast.
Pragya snorts, hearing his stern voice. Both of them got on the jet and gets settled. Pragya was in awe, seeing the interior of the plane.
Abhi: Have you ever traveled on a flight?
Pragya: No. Why?
Abhi: Your seat belt.
Abhi said, looking at her waist. Following his eyes, Pragya looked down and saw the seat belts were not worn properly. Giving an embarrassed look, Pragya puts on her seat belt properly.
Pragya: Stop being a jerk.
Pragya murmured.
Abhi: Excuse me?
Pragya: Stop being a jerk.
Abhi: Remember, I'm your boss.
Pragya: So what? Would you fire me?
Pragya asked, challengingly.
Abhi: No, I would extend the contract to ten years and would make sure that you are tied up with me for the rest of your life.