Mr Husband Work Hard

Pratiksha's New Manager

Needless to say, Pratiksha's ruthlessness was enough to make the Vikrant that had Payal in his embrace realize, he had never truly understood her. He was ridiculously wrong about her; the girl that had once been willing to do anything for him no longer showed him any mercy. Even if she was to exhaust all the strength in her body, the purpose would be to make Payal crumble beneath her feet.

It was only because it wasn't his turn yet, that he didn't feel any urgency.

Outside the arrivals gate, Pratiksha's fans were scattered all over the place. Some were holding signs with Pratiksha's name on it, others were screaming her name. Originally, this was something Rastogi entertainment should have been proud of, but...deep down, Vikrant wasn't even the tiniest bit happy. Pratiksha's value had now increased dramatically and she was no longer under the control of Rastogi entertainment . Apart from placing all his hope in Siya Rastogi, there was nothing else he could do.

Otherwise, he would only fall into the depths of the abyss along with Payal.

Did he really have no choice but to contact his mother?

Pratiksha's return was full of glory. After signing the deal with ISN, she was pretty much guaranteed that every job she took from now on would be even better. Most importantly, her low-profile personality meant she never depended on creating hype to gain people's attention. This helped her gain many loyal fans. As a result, her foundation was stable and she now occupied a spot in the modeling industry.

Vikrant looked at the news about Pratiksha and Payal; his eyebrows scrunched up. After returning home he ignored Payal and locked himself in his room to make some phone calls.

Payal felt uneasy about this because she knew Rastogi entertainment did not solely belong to Vikrant. With her current bad reputation, Vikrant would definitely be trapped in a difficult position between her and the company.

"Mohit (payal assistant), help me find out who the judges are for the Top Ten Model Awards..."

"Payal, what do you want to do?" Payal's assistant had mixed emotions, "Don't do anything silly. I'm sure if you just rest, with time, you can return to the runway."

"Without the last gamble, I am not willing to give up. Just go do what I asked you to do. How long do you think Vikrant can endure? Rastogi entertainment's shareholders are pressuring him non-stop to give up on us; it's only a matter of time. Do you want to return to your life of opening a stall by the side of the street?"

Payal's assistant froze for a moment. He obviously didn't want to do as she requested...he also didn't want Payal to go down a dangerous path. By doing what he assumed she'd do, she would be putting a tear in her relationship with Vikrant - one that may never be reversed. But he knew, apart from sleeping with one of the judges, what else could she do to turn the tables?

"Payal, you still have a child in your stomach..."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Payal said with a solemn expression.

The industry had always been this dark. She had once thought Vikrant was the best person she could rely on, but...after the incident with Secret Magazine, Vikrant could only watch as she returned defeated; he couldn't think of any methods of redemption. That's when she understood, this man wasn't reliable at all.

A wise person chooses the right environment - that's only right.

Within the study room, Vikrant was still stressing over how to protect Payal. Meanwhile, the people outside were already thinking of how to betray him...

Pratiksha's return, Secret's popularity, ISN's deal; this was all meant to take him to new heights and increase the value of Tianyi. But Vikrant, the president, wasn't happy.

ISN's commercial was currently being shot, so from the moment Pratiksha returned from the US she hadn't taken a single step into Rastogi entertainment. It was not until 2 days later, when the commercial was finished, that she finally returned to the office.

Inside the CEO's office, Vikrant was looking at Pratiksha with complex emotions, "Pratiksha, you've already gotten what you want, don't be too forceful, give her a chance to survive."

Pratiksha looked at Vikrant as she replied calmly, "When we were in the US, did you give me a chance? If you can't do it, then don't expect others to do it?"

"You..."

Vikrant's tongue was tied for a moment, because he knew, if the situation was flipped and Payal was the successful one, they would have used the most extreme measures to prevent Pratiksha from ever making a comeback. So, at this moment, apart from anger, he was also feeling regret. He no longer looked at Pratiksha, instead he turned his gaze to Nancy and ordered,

"Nancy, pack your things and prepare to work with a different artist, I've already organized a new manager for Pratiksha."

After hearing this, Nancy's face turned pale as Pratiksha frowned, "What game are you trying to play now?"

"Pratiksha, your contract still has 3 years left. Nancy is a manager under our company, I can make her do what I want, you have no right to interfere."

Contract?

Did Vikrant think he could still control her contract?

"Then, the least you can do is tell me who you have organized for me," Pratiksha chased him for an answer as she gave Nancy a comforting look. With this little bit of assurance, Nancy's flustered heart immediately calmed down. She knew Pratiksha would get a better manager sooner or later, but she definitely couldn't continue to stay in Rastogi entertainment ; she had previously betrayed Payal and took Pratiksha's side, if she was to leave Pratiksha, Payal would definitely make her suffer.

However, Pratiksha's gaze told her...

Even if she couldn't keep her, she wouldn't let her be sent into the tiger's mouth...

...and anything Pratiksha wanted to do, she would do. So, she trusted Pratiksha and remained patient.

"Tomorrow, the company will hold a celebration dinner for you. At that time, she will appear. Don't worry, this manager will definitely be more skilled than Nancy; you won't be worse off. Unless you still think I am trying to suppress you?" Vikrant felt embarrassed that Pratiksha had slowly achieved so much without him noticing.

Pratiksha didn't say anything and did not refuse. Of course, she couldn't trust that Vikrant would be doing something good for her, but she couldn't just refuse or else there would be no end to this. She had to make sure she remained in power.

As Pratiksha left the room, Nancy was left behind. Pratiksha gave her a look, gesturing her to drag on as long as she could and to not let Vikrant find out about the details of her work. Nancy subtly nodded her head, if she couldn't even do something this simple, all that she had learned from Pratiksha would go to waste.

"Where's Nancy?" Sudiksha asked as she saw Pratiksha return on her own.

"Vikrant arranged for her to take care of other artists and has organized a new manager for me," Pratiksha replied.

"Who is it?" Sudiksha was on guard as she asked.

Pratiksha did not respond, she simply put on her sunglasses and left Rastogi entertainment with Sudiksha. She returned to Suntower Residency and entered her home. At that time, Moksh was already home. Hearing what had happened to her, the couple had the same thought.

"Aksh , are you thinking what I'm thinking?" Pratiksha questioned.

"Siya Rastogi!" Moksh replied.

As expected. Pratiksha revealed a slight smile.