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Pratiksha's substitute?

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"What will Pratiksha be doing tomorrow night?" Payal asked her assistant after she tried on her dress.

"I heard she will be shooting Secret's October front cover," her assistant adjusted the glasses sitting on his nose bridge; he was certain he knew Pratiksha's every move.

"I refuse to believe she won't react at all,"

Payal said suspiciously; just the thought of the humiliation Pratiksha had put her through, made her want to tear Pratiksha into a million pieces. "Find out the location of her shoot. As a safety net, organize someone to keep her busy; only then will I be rest assured."

"Don't worry, I know what to do," her assistant's words seemed to hide a deeper meaning; when it came to bullying Pratiksha, he was well experienced. After all, Pratiksha had previously been Payal's substitute and he had secretly caused a lot of trouble for her.

"While you're at it, help me contact the hospital in secret. After the awards ceremony is over, I am going to go get rid of this child..."

Even though he knew her dream in life was to chase fame, after hearing Payal's plan, her assistant still felt, giving up on her own child was taking things a step too far. At the same time, he was worried, if Vikrant was to find out, what would be the consequences for Payal?

Look at Pratiksha and how much effort she put in to get to where she is today.

Even though her assistant didn't say it, inside he knew, if Payal was to go against Vikrant, there was no way she would be able to follow in the footsteps of Pratiksha. No matter if it was professionalism or people skills - Pratiksha was well ahead of Payal.

Of course, Payal did not think this way...

The next morning. Rastogi Entertainment, CEO's office.

Siya Rastogi had always been a woman of action: only yesterday, they were discussing finding a newcomer and straight away she started considering suitable candidates. So, early in the morning, she sent someone to go pick them up - there were a total of three girls.

They were all roughly 16 years old, tall with long legs, young, beautiful and vibrant.

Siya Rastogi looked at the three girls as she sat on Vikrant's table. She lifted her eyebrows and asked, "What do you think? I happened to come across a model search competition; here is Rishika, she is at least 70% similar to Pratiksha."

Vikrant looked at the three girls and took particular notice of the tallest one in the middle. On the outside, she indeed looked similar to Pratiksha; especially her nose, that was tall and straight. However, her temperament was incomparable.

"I know, compared to Pratiksha she is still miles apart, but she is young, whereas Pratiksha is already 26 years old. How much success do you think Pratiksha can achieve at her age? Look at her right now; how much energy has she wasted just to get this far?"

"Have you already done a background check?" Vikrant still had a lot of questions.

"Of course. Although Rishika's family isn't extremely rich, they are well educated; they aren't too bad." Siya Rastogi placed Rishika's information in front of Vikrant.

"I am confident I can make Rishika appear on the biggest international runway."

The siblings continued their heated discussion in the office, while Pratiksha stood outside listening to the whole conversation. She had dropped by the building because she had been asked to come pick up some gifts left by her fans. However, never would she have expected to find, her gifts had been torn open and thrown everywhere by the staff.

A moment later, the office room opened; three beautiful young girls walked out. They all started sizing up Pratiksha with their eyes - especially the girl named Rishika.

Pratiksha sneered inside. There were times when she couldn't help but admit, there was no limit to how sinister these siblings could be.

"Oh, it's you!" Upon seeing Pratiksha, Siya Rastogi immediately looked disgusted.

Pratiksha threw her torn up gifts in front of Siya Rastogi, "After paying your compensation, were you so poor that you had to tear up my gifts?"

"Pratiksha, watch your attitude," Siya Rastogi pointed at Pratiksha as she yelled. "Even though you have a bit of fame now, you are still the company's artist, and I am the Artists Director. Plus, if a model hasn't been invited to the Bright Night Gala it means they aren't being acknowledged as part of the industry, so what right do you have to speak loudly to the company's higher-ups?"

"Did I really...not get invited?" Pratiksha looked at Siya Rastogi; her eyes were filled with ridicule and disdain.

Vikrant's heart skipped a beat; he was becoming more and more certain that Pratiksha knew what had happened...

...it was just that she was too good at enduring and too good at controlling her emotions; pretty much no one could tell what she was thinking.

"Of course not..." Siya Rastogi replied in certainty. "What? You can't accept the truth? Do you want to go as well? Too bad, you won't have the chance..."

"Pratiksha, tonight just focus on your magazine shoot. Stop thinking about the Bright Night Gala. You don't want to be easily distracted,"

Vikrant gripped onto the pen in his hand as he tried to convince Pratiksha.

"The Bright Night Gala definitely did not invite you, so stop wasting your time doing useless things."

Pratiksha gently laughed; she wasn't angered by Siya Rastogi at all. In fact, just the thought of what was to happen soon...she was extremely amused.

"I will definitely play my part as a model, but, next time someone tears apart my gifts, they should expect a letter from my lawyer!"

"I never thought, the daughter of a perfume empire would fancy a few simple gifts."

"The gifts are not the main issue...the main issue is, when it comes to Rastogi, I won't allow you to reap any benefits..." After speaking, Pratiksha was ready to leave, but Vikrant stopped her.

"Have you already finalized TQ's contract?"

"Of course," Pratiksha responded.

"It's rumored TQ aren't easy to deal with, how did you manage to do it?"

"You don't need to worry about that," Pratiksha's voice was calm and contained a sense of pride.

After all...Moksh's abilities were beyond what Vikrant could achieve in a lifetime.

Vikrant stopped responding because everything he said was to test Pratiksha, but looking at her back as it got smaller and smaller, he still could not figure what she was thinking.

"Didi, I suspect Pratiksha already knows about...the Bright Night Gala."

After hearing this, Siya Rastogi paused for a moment before speaking, "It doesn't matter if she knows or not; I will not allow her to appear at the scene. Vikrant, keep her busy; I don't care if you make her shoot a magazine or anything else you can think of, we need to watch over her carefully. We can't allow anything to go wrong."

"Otherwise, we can only watch as her threat towards us grows stronger and stronger."

"Understood," Vikrant responded sincerely, "I will definitely not repeat the same mistakes."

They couldn't allow Pratiksha to have the opportunity to scheme against Rastogi again!