No proofread.Aditya laid on his bed staring at the ceiling reminiscing his encounters with Khushi in the past and the presence.
She was still the same bubbly girl she was in the past and he loved that about her.
For the past nine years he has been searching for his mentor's daughter which yielded no result even after all the best private detective agencies were hired to find her but by coincidence his baby sister was the one who led the road to find her.
Preeto had told him about a friend she had made a few months ago in school and he wasn't really pleased about it because she had been a target of fake friends since childhood but seeing a post Preeto made a few weeks ago calmed his senses and doubts but he was surprised by the effect a simple picture of his sister and friend on her Instagram had made him trust her.
He was in for surprise when a few days ago, his sister again posted a glow up picture of herself and Khushi.
It was the picture of his mentor's daughter he has been looking for all these years.
He dropped everything and immediately flew back to India from Dubai.
He knew his parents especially his mother who had short yet genuine friendship with Khushi's mother will weep tears of joy if she found out but he couldn't tell them now until he get rid of the threat that while loom over Khushi if her real identity is exposed.
Tomorrow he will get the full report of Khushi and her life for the past fourteen years.
His mind went back to the night he met an eight years old Khushi for the first time.
Flashback.
Aditya was sitting in the garden of the gigantic mansion of the Raichands frustrated by the happenings in their family for the past two years.
Mohan got into an accident two years ago and at the hospital under the influence of drugs, his aunt Maya and her late husband Jagdev had made Mohan sign a power of attorney of all their properties to them.
Unfortunately for them, when Mohan recovered, it was too late as Jagdev had lost almost ninety percent of the family wealth in a Ponzi scheme and he cowardly committed suicide leaving them to suffer the consequences of his actions.
Aditya was angry seeing his father begging people for lawyers and money to restart not only the business but hire lawyers to get the law enforcement to release some of the confiscated properties but no one wanted to help because they didn't want to risk being associated with them.
His mother who volunteered at an orphanage met the wife of his mentor, Shahida Raichand.
Her husband Naveen Raichand was a billionaire and well decorated architect who was respected all over the world and Aditya who loved anything architecture took him as his mentor.
A part of him felt angry to borrow money from his mentor as he hated being indepted to anyone but he knew Naveen was their last hope of ever getting everything his father worked hard for.
He was lost in thoughts when he felt a soft hand pat his head and he opened his eyes to find a little girl of at least eight years staring at him with concern but it turned to a smile.
She was holding a police doll smiling as he sat down by Aditya.
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HIS FATAL OBSESSION.
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