Chapter Three

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MIA

I was sitting in my office, working on my laptop...when there was a knock on my door.

"Come in", i said and Mr Mehra entered into my office with my secretary Miss Arora.

"Good morning, mam" both of them greeted me in the professional manner.
I nodded my head and told them to take seats.

"There is news from AHUJA ENTERPRISES" Mr. Mehra said with a worried tone.

"Carry on" i sighed and said. "This morning we got an email from AHUJA ENTERPRISES. In e-mail they said that they want to do a colab project with us and they are willing to give a third-fourth share of profit to our company. They also said that more than half investment would be provided by them." Mr Mehra explained to me.

"And what Mr. Ahuja wants in return or what is his condition " i asked them and Miss sharma widened her eyes, but there is nothing to get shocked. Because I know in this business world no one give a fuck to anyone, if they are not getting something better in return. And in Mr. Ahuja's case, he is not brainless to get agreed on this type of deal and yet he gave this deal to us by himself. I'm hundred percent sure he will get some benefit from this Collab.

"Yes mam, they have one condition that you HAVE to be present in every meeting and the project will be under your lead." Yeah.... I knew it. With this, he wants to know who is MIA RATHORE....but WHY. What will he get from this. I mean he is not from that auntie's group, who wants to know each and every detail of someone, so they can gossip or is he.?
Why are you doing this Ekam Ahuja..?

"Just reject this stupid deal of them. And in future if something like that comes up, related to my identity just rejects on your own, no need to discuss it with me. Because I'm never ever gonna reveal my identity" I sighed and said.

"Anything else" i asked and they shook their heads in denial.

"So you may leave" i said and with that they left my office.

It was twenty past eight at night, when I reached the main gate of my house and parked my car. I entered the code, opened the door and was welcomed by the darkness of my house. I sighed because I'm used to this darkness of my house and my life also. I think now I liked this darkness. I put my things on the table in the living room, went to the kitchen and drank a glass of water. I came back to the living room, sat on the sofa, kept my head on the headset and closed my eyes. After a few minutes, my phone rang. I put phone to my ear.

"Hello, who is this " i asked, because the number is unknown and I don't know who is on the other side. But in reply, I got nothing. After patiently waiting for one minute, i cut the call. After a few seconds, I again got a call from that number. I picked it up and this time the other person spoke. But I was shocked to hear what he said.

"Hello...Zahir Shah this side....Am I speaking to Maya Rathore?"

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