Chapter - 41

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In the dimly lit room, shadows played on the walls as the mysterious figure clad in a black hoodie paced back and forth. The air in the room was heavy with tension, and the only source of light was a faint glow coming from the slightly opened window. The person paused, glancing outside as if searching for something, before swiftly closing the blinds to shroud the room in complete darkness.

Ensuring that no sliver of sunlight could penetrate the room, the individual retrieved a phone from the table. A discreet Bluetooth earpiece adorned one ear, adding an air of secrecy to their actions. With a commanding and heavy voice, the figure initiated a call, demanding information from the person on the other end.

"Kya hua?? Kuch pata chala tum logo ko??" The words resonated with authority, sending a shiver down the spine of the caller. Frightened, the response came in a voice laden with tension, "No Captain... We are finding but this time Department playing smart. Hume ye nahi pata chal raha parcel kon transport kar raha hai."

The hooded figure's impatience surfaced as frustration in the next question, "Toh pata karo! Kam karnek paise deta hu mein tumhe. Per ab tak ek information nhi mili tumhe??" The captain's tone was sharp, echoing through the room.

The caller, clearly intimidated, stammered, "Yes... Yes captain!" before the connection abruptly ended. The room fell into silence, disturbed only by the sound of the phone being forcefully thrown to the floor. The device shattered into pieces as the captain delivered a final blow, crushing it underfoot. Leaving the broken phone behind, the mysterious figure exited the room, leaving behind an air of suspense. 

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In the lively atmosphere of MPT, anticipation filled the air as everyone eagerly awaited MIRA's appearance. Billu, unable to contain his excitement, broke into a rendition of an old Bollywood song, "Kab Ayegi MIRA Ji... Chali aa tu chali aa... Mere sapno ki Rani... Kab ayegi tu..." His enthusiasm echoed through the space as he eagerly anticipated MIRA's presence, adorned in a saree.

Amidst Billu's melodious but somewhat off-key singing, Karishma couldn't hide her irritation. "Ama Bille chup! Kya besure awaaz mein ga rahe ho..." she snapped in an annoyed tone.

"Per MIRA ji..." Billu mumbled under his breath, attempting to defend his musical endeavors.

"Packaging change karne se andar ka material nahi badlega... Tin ka dabba tin ka dabba hi rahega huhh!" Karishma retorted.

However, before Karishma could continue, Haseena intervened, her stern gaze causing an immediate hush among the MPT members. The MPT members, including Pushpa Ji, observed the interaction closely, knowing that Haseena's silent disapproval was enough to scare Karishma.

"Saree mein har ek ladki Sundar dikhti hai..." Santu interjected, trying to bring a touch of innocence to the conversation.

"Haa per woh toh robot hai," Karishma replied, injecting a hint of skepticism.

"Per madam hai toh ladki hi na, robo girl hi sahi," Santu responded with a touch of innocence in her tone.

As the discussion veered towards the debate of whether saree could transform MIRA into an enchanting beauty, Karishma was about to continue her argument when Haseena's gaze silenced her, delivering a message through her gaze, and Karishma wisely chose to zip her mouth, bringing an end to the banter.

As Haseena's stern gaze fixed upon Karishma, poised to deliver a response, the ambiance suddenly shifted. The air resonated with the familiar hum of robotic sounds, capturing the attention of every MPT member present. Tubelights flickered rhythmically in response to the mechanical beats, creating an atmospheric symphony.

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