✦ | CHAPTER 19 | ✦

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Vennela's POV

days passed just like that, to complete my work and to be focused I came to office on Saturday too, to work. I went to Mr. Samar's room

"Hey, come come" his behaviour changed since then, he talks calmly with me, listens before shouting, corrects on my silly mistakes, agrees on my valid points in club meetings with company. Yeah pretty it's a good change, so quick to even conclude I see.

"Mr. Samar, can you please verify these sheets, so that I can proceed with the presentation and have he ppt done by today" I showed him

"See, the dimensions markings are missing, I think the ground and basement must be more elevated to show the elegance, and the rooftop views are kind of off!" He said and added so on, I started to note them carefully and went to my cabin to finish them.

"Ma'am" said divyesh

"Hey, hi" I wished him

"Ma'am what are you doing here on Saturday's isn't it your holiday?" He asked me

"No it's not, for my work" I said

"What are you doing here at office?" I asked him

"Forgot the sheets" he said

" ok carry on with your work" I said so and started to work.

Samar's POV

Hi, till now with my aura and words people might get me so wrong but, I was really not that brutal to be honest 6 years ago. Everything changed since then. I got to work for my uncle's firm. This company is my uncle's. Nobody knows it because it's that confidential. I think to depth for why did I end up like this. Hat made me mad. Two things together when they mix up, they are always gonna end up breaking you until someone makes you better.
My breakup, and My joining in this company. My 5 years long relationship broke with a trance of injustice. And on the same day when my dad finally asked me to have a job, I couldn't agree less and joined my uncle's firm. I was an architect student, practicing architecture was really not my interest when I joined this course paying a price worth 30 lakhs to study in London.

I was in love with Shruthi, but it was broke due to my sudden call to India. I was torn to so edge that when I couldn't inform her, she blocked me on every platform she could. When I went to London she was found cheating on me. That's it, my return ticket at that moment costed more than 3 lakhs. I did pay to the first class and got drunk.

Life became miserable when I couldn't disagree my dad since my childhood as I was scared of him always, I couldn't tell him that I loved Shruthi, I was coward, I was dumb. He never asked me anything but I could sense every time what he wanted to convey to me.

I was given a starting most post in this company, like that I immersed myself completely onto the work, day and nights getting the best deals that any company could get. Raj uncle was quite impressed by it. I was his favourite, so he appointed me as the managerial architect of branch in this company (seriously I don't know if anything like that in architecture works or not, it's fictional )

I was married to Parimala Desai, and it's just a normal and a silent marriage. We don't talk, we don't share anything, we don't know when is our own birthday's until we wish each other just with a bouquet, see it's that funny! I am Parimala are just a normal couple, we never coupled at all since our marriage. I come and work everyday for more than 13 hours in this room. My helper Muthuvel Anna from Tamil Nadu. He is a bridge between my personal and professional life. It's comedy a lot about my life.

"Samar, I am going to Nina" she texted me

"Ok" I said

I barely open my WhatsApp. So she texted me on messages (clever her).

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