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Payal in headlines

The media were in a frenzy. What does Moksh khurana mean by this? Does he have the intention to sign Pratiksha? Is this some kind of joke?

Whatever the explanation, the reporters no longer dared to latch on to Pratiksha. Instead, they shifted all blame to Rastogi Entertainment.

Like this, Rastogi Entertainment's troubles began and Payal's assistant had unintentionally been the one that started it. "If you can't even handle such a small matter, what else can you do? Let's wait and see how President Vikrant will punish you!"

Pratiksha was unfazed, her expression was one of unexpected calmness. She changed her clothes and casually left the scene. Just as she stepped out of the side door, she spotted Moksh's sports car parked outside.

"Get in."

Pratiksha obediently boarded the car. She was exceptionally grateful for what Moksh had done, "Thank you for today."

Moksh's eyes slightly twitched as he let out a smirk, "Did you think I would allow someone to bully my newly wedded wife in front of everyone?"

"Actually, I'm not worthy of your help. I intentionally allowed everyone to figure out who I really was," Pratiksha explained apologetically.

Moksh khurana looked straight into the eyes of the person sitting across from him, "I know."

"It's just that, if you couldn't have thought of a better way to scheme against someone, you should have asked me. Sacrificing yourself to get back at someone, is a bit of a stupid move, don't you think?"

Pratiksha: "..."

"Where should I drop you off?"

"Your home. Aren't we a married couple now?" Pratiksha replied undoubtedly. Since she had already made the decision, she was not going to take it back, nor regret.

"Are you sure? Not only are we married...but tonight is also our wedding night!"

Pratiksha blushed, but nodded in certainty, "I've already prepared myself and I am very thankful that you did not reveal our relationship. However, from now on, I insist you remain neutral. I want to rely on myself to retrieve what is rightfully mine."

Moksh did not insist. After all, it was rare to see a woman that did not use him as a stepping stone to benefit themselves. He decided to sit back and watch Pratiksha show off her skills.

The couple set off. Not long after, Pratiksha received a phone call from her manager, Sachin Bhai, "Pratiksha, I have already found evidence of Payal's pregnancy. What do you want me to do with it? Also, the scene you caused at the jewelry show today has gone viral. People are condemning you all over the internet. What do you plan to do?"

"Sachin Bhai, are you willing to stay by my side?"

"Why are you asking such nonsense?" Sachin Bhai mumbled, "Did you expect me to continue following that cheating couple?"

"Then release the statement I asked you to prepare earlier. But be warned, by doing this, you will be going up against Rastogi Entertainment!"

"I'm not afraid!" Sachin Bhai exclaimed excitedly. "We should have done this sooner. I will prepare the evidence now and release it before Vikrant has the chance to respond."

Pratiksha hung up and the car returned to its original peacefulness. Deep down, Pratiksha was actually quite nervous. What did Moksh think of her...

"I..."

"No need to explain. Your conversation just now, I heard it all. However, I have one question...have you always been this honest?" the car had stopped at a red light and Moksh took this opportunity to grab hold of Pratiksha's jaw, examining her with his eagle-like gaze.