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In the U.S Aarti was planning on how to convince the family on going back to India and settling there. Her son Rishi was same like his mother, always planning something to destroy the Singh family and enjoy their wealth to themselves.

"Mom, got a call from India, they agreed" Rishi said smirking. To which Aarti was beyond happy that it was all going accordingly.

"Now watch me put on a facade in front of them" she said and went to Raghunadh Aaryan's father.

"Bhaiyya, will you give me something" she said faking her emotion.

"Aarti what happened, Is anything wrong here, did anyone say something. Tell me I won't spare them" Raghunath said protectively. After his brother Ramanth died in a accident, he promised himself there wouldn't be small inconvenience happening to his family.

"No bhaiyya. Everything is good.but"

"But what Aarti. Tell me I will make sure it happens" he re assured.

"No bhaiyya, you can't do that. You will never be able to give me what I want" she said sobbing.

"Listen Aarti, you have my word. And you know our family, the royal family would never go back on their words Ask me anything you want" he said with so much pride. And Aarti was happy that she finally got those words out of him.

"I want us to go back to India, to.. homeland" she said still gulping. She could talk to him about anything but if it concerned about his parents or his homeland. He would become a violent man.

"Why" he was raging already.

"Bhaiyya, it's been three years already. Your parents must be missing you. They are getting old and want to spend their rest of the life looking at their son" Aarti was very careful in selection of her words.

"What they are missing me? Then what happened when they wanted me to leave the home, when they treated me and my wife like some servants. Just because she isn't a royalty and a normal girl, they abandoned me from the palace and now they want me to come back" ragunadh was fuming with anger.

"Did you know how much struggles I have been through. My wife, my son suffered a lot because of them. He should have been grown up like a prince in that palace but he had grown up like a normal man. My wife should have been the royalty that everyone would respect instead she had to be a household" he said on top of his lungs, Aarti had thoughts of going back to room but tried one last time.

"Don't you think didi wants to go back there, don't you think aaryan would want to go back to their grandparents. Don't you want to be with your parents on their last days" Aarti said faking her tears.

"Last days, what do you mean" he asked confused.

"Your father is diagnosed with an illness and he doesn't have much time left" she cried, ragunadh could easily tell if this was true or not, but the love for his brother blinded The cunningness of Aarti.

"Is it true" he asked again. Even though he hated his parents for banishing them from the palace, they were still his parents and they needed him more than anything now. It was his duty to take up the royalty after him.

"You may go" he said.

"But bhaiyya" she was not willing to leave until he was convinced.

"You heard me aarti" he declared.

"Remember one thing bhaiyya, you may not love them but Aaryan needs them. Give him the childhood you dreamt of atleast now." Aarti touched the spot, the sensitive topic, his son. And she knew her plan was successful.

"How did it go" Rishi asked and the crooked smile from his mother made him jump on his place.

"I have to tell this to Monica" he said and started dialing her number.

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