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Vikrant's Strategy

9am.

Rastogi Entertainment's meeting room.

Vikrant organized a short itinerary briefing for Payal and Pratiksha's Secret Magazine shoot in America.

Vikrant sat at the head of the table, while Payal and Pratiksha sat on his two sides. The only change from previous meetings, was the difference in their identities; Payal, the mistress, had successfully promoted herself, kicking the original partner to one side.

As if that wasn't enough, she was even shameless enough to exchange loving looks with Vikrant. Everyone present couldn't stand watching them.

Nancy looked at Pratiksha sideways. Although she was sitting under the projector, it was hard to predict what she was feeling. However...Nancy could sense, at this moment, her eyes had completely blocked out Payal and Vikrant.

This was one of the many things Nancy was impressed with Pratiksha about. No matter how hurt she was, she would never reveal her deepest emotions. Nor would she allow others to humiliate her.

" For Secret's shoot this time, I will be personally taking you both to the US. We will also be joined by a translator. As we will be working together for a few days, you should get to know each other in advance, in case it affects the progress of our work,"

Vikrant handed out some information about Secret to Pratiksha and Payal as he spoke.

" Secret was founded 20 years ago and was once all the rage in the US. Although they have shown a decline in popularity in recent years, their influence is still not to be underestimated. As for this time, their reason for inviting Asian models is to utilize the Oriental Wave to help them be reborn in the East...therefore, your job is very important!"

"In terms of fashion, Payal is more familiar with what is required. So, Pratiksha, you will need to listen to her opinions and let her take the lead..."

Once the words left his mouth, everyone in the room immediately understood what was happening - Vikrant was trying to make Pratiksha step back to highlight Payal.

Upon seeing Payal's arrogant look, Nancy gritted her teeth in anger.

"Yufan, no need to worry, I won't disappoint!"

Pratiksha did not retaliate. She simply stood up, turned to Nancy and Nancy and said, "Let's go..."

"Pratiksha, what is the meaning of this?"

Pratiksha turned around and looked at Vikrant calmly, "Vikrant, do you really think my patience would last a lifetime? It's clear to see, with Payal's reputation as a mistress, it's impossible for her to land a job at this time. Using my name, scrounging off my popularity and asking me to highlight her? Is she...worthy?"

"Pratiksha!" Payal yelled in anger, "I dare you to say that again?"

"If you have the ability, then go shoot it yourself!" After speaking, Pratiksha turned around ready to leave with Nancy and Nancy. However, Vikrant held back his anger and opened his mouth to stop her.

"Wait...if you are unhappy with something, we can discuss it."

"In the past, I was too easy to convince, that's why I was stepped all over by a jerk and a tramp. Vikrant, you know how important this shoot in the US is. Even though you act like you are calm...if I don't agree to do it, I'm sure you will be in a panic. Whether you want the shoot to go ahead, it's up to you. After all, it's not the first time you've frozen my career. Let Payal go..."

As soon as the words left Pratiksha's mouth, Nancy almost couldn't stop herself from clapping her hands and cheering.

Nancy also couldn't help but sneak in a smile. Were they still dreaming about bullying Pratiksha? It's time they woke up...

"Also, whether or not Payal's fashion sense is better than mine, is still to be verified. Vikrant, don't forget, although my status no longer exists, I am still the only one in Rastogi that has been in a film. Are you sure you want to send this non-advancing B-grade model to the US to lead the way? And...let's not forget to mention, she's a B-grade model that requires a translator."

"Pratiksha, I'm going to rip your mouth apart!" Payal jumped up in anger and slammed her hands on the table glaring at Pratiksha.

"Payal, what Pratiksha has said isn't all wrong. This time, you listen to her." Although Vikrant was angry, for the sake of the bigger picture, he had to endure. When Rastogi makes its comeback, he had no doubt he would be able to put Pratiksha back in line.

"I don't want to," Payal rejected angrily.

"It's decided. You have no right to refuse."

Pratiksha smirked, revealing only one side of her face to everyone in the room. It was from this angle that Vikrant realized Pratiksha had completely changed. She was clear, calm and everything she did, no longer revolved around him. Vikrant discovered everything was different, Pratiksha was no longer the original Pratiksha; he suddenly felt a little upset.

Inside the meeting room, everyone had already left. Whereas, Payal was still inside throwing a tantrum and smashing things on the floor, "Vikrant, I've had enough! Why do I have to listen to Pratiksha? Didn't you say this shoot was for me? I don't see how it is for me..."

"That's enough!" Vikrant revealed his temper, "When will you learn to understand things? If Pratiksha does not attend this shoot, your Top Ten Model Award....don't even dream about getting it. Think carefully."

Payal was stunned. When had Vikrant ever yelled at her like this?

In retaliation, she wrapped her arms around her stomach and started crying, "Vikrant, do you remember I am still carrying your child?"

"If it wasn't because you were pregnant, I wouldn't have to personally go to the US. Everything I do is for you, why can't you control your temper a little - you're always making things difficult for me."

After speaking, Vikrant walked out of the meeting room, leaving behind Payal and her assistant.

"Payal, President Vikrant is right. You've already snatched him over to your side. The most important moment is right now. Endure for a little longer, after you make a comeback and your fame has returned, we won't have to be afraid of Pratiksha anymore," her assistant tried to convince her carefully.

"Be good, don't let anger ruin your body or else you will lose more than you gain."

"Pratiksha, I really want to see, whether an outdated model is more professional or whether I, Payal am better!"

After listening to her assistant, Payal decided to temporarily suck up the anger she had developed from today's humiliation.

"Payal must be throwing a tantrum in the meeting room right now...she must be pointing at Vikrant and yelling at him for not allowing her to be the main lead,"

Nancy could guess Payal's reaction to today's humiliation. On the way home, she continuously imitated her. "However, Pratiksha, you are developing more and more of a temper...the words you said just now, were so refreshing!"

Nancy joined in by laughing, "Pratiksha, I never expected you had such an explosive power."

"I entered the industry at 17 and became India's Top Model when I was 23. Up to this point, it's been 9 years. What else is there in this industry that I do not understand? That's why I once thought having a lover and getting married was something I could rely on, but now, I've realized, I can only rely on myself." Of course, Moksh who was supporting her behind the scenes was an exception.

"It goes without saying, some people have been in the industry all their lives, yet they are still unaware of so much."

"That's because they haven't been hurt and backstabbed..." Pratiksha was referring to her own experiences. "No matter what, go home and pack your bags. Be prepared for the flight to the US tomorrow..."