CHAPTER-10

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VEDHIKA

Sun on the horizon, it was like after months it was so bright, its rays hitting direct my eyes not letting me work on my laptop. Horning and hustling of vehicles, all of them impatient of the traffic. It was more than 15 minutes we have been stuck in that traffic, the hotel was soon after passing by that traffic signal. Moreover, Mr. Oberoi just informed me about my presentation at the evening board meeting.

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*Flashback*

"Hmm... bring your belongings and join me. How about we go to Hotel Paradise and attend the meeting there and after that will meet Mr. Yadav also."

"Also take your laptop for your presentation."

"Presentation? Mr. Oberoi, which presentation?"

"There is a Board Meeting, at 4 in the evening. And listen, this is an important Board Meeting for our company and I don't want you making any mistakes."

"Ok sir, but why would I make any mistake?"

"Because Ms. Sharma, you are the one who is going to host the meeting."

"Me? Why me? I mean you didn't inform me anything about this... I... how would I...I can't..."

"You have to Ms. Sharma."

"But--"

"No more discussions. Meet me downstairs, I have already informed the driver to drive us to hotel paradise."

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"Mr. Oberoi, at least explain to me what to do, how to do it?" 

He didn't reply.

"Mr. Oberoi, at least a hint." He kept scrolling on his phone but didn't reply.

I slowly leaned toward his ear and yelled.

"Mr. Oberoiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii" He jerked off immediately.

"Woman, are you insane? Ohh my ear, damn I guess I lost it." He said gripping his ear.

"Then go get yourself a new one," I said in my irritated voice.

"Seriously?"

"Seriously, I don't know anything about these board meetings."

"Then dear, you have to. Be prepared." Saying that he just smiled.

Damn!!!!! He smiled

This crazy evil, trying to embarrass me in the board meeting smiled.

God!!! I wish, I so wish, I could kill him.

"Mr. Oberoi, you just smiled," I said bluntly, irritated.

"I didn't, I don't smile." He said turning to the other side.

"That is why you look like a boiled potato, Mr. Boiled Potato Oberoi," I muttered under my breath.

"Sorry, did you say anything?"

"You have to be," again muttering, " No I didn't, did you hear anything?" I asked acting all innocent.

"No, I didn't even." 

My mind was occupied with the board meeting, all the way to Hotel Paradise. Mr. Oberoi was attending his meeting with international clients. And I was sitting a few meters away from him with my laptop on, trying to create the presentation, not even knowing the topic

"How can I make a presentation, not knowing its topic?"

I stood up from the chair and sauntered straight toward Mr. Oberoi,

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