Rajas : Passion Unveiled

Chapter 39

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2 days later

Ishani's POV

I ditched the elevator on the 9th floor and climbed the stairs hurriedly. I am going to fire my fucking receptionist. It was so hard getting a replacement for my previous one. She took a leave for two weeks for a relative's wedding and somehow when Kevin finally managed to get a new receptionist, the woman fucked up spectacularly.

She denied entry to Anuv Mehta, who is the son of the great director Manik Mehta, because he did not 'look the part'. Anuv Mehta is not known to many people because he has just entered the industry.

He is a nice, young, gallant man who wanted to meet me personally. It's the premiere of the first movie he has directed and he wanted to sign me for the looks of all the celebrities. This is an incredibly rich client and my rude, arrogant, judgemental and soon to be fired receptionist denied him entry because he didn't look rich. Like woman not everyone dresses like they are walking the fucking red carpet at met gala.

I enter the conference room and find Anuv Mehta talking with Kevin. Thank god Kevin saw him and brought him in.

"Mr.Mehta I am so very sorry for how my receptionist behaved with you" I say as I round the table. "It was unprofessional and unwarranted and we are very sorry for the trouble you had to face" I say.

"No please" he says with a smile. "It's all fine. I have met people like her before. It's not your fault" he reassures me. I smile at him and ask him to take a seat.

20 minutes later he leaves and Kevin enters the conference room. I lean back in my seat and let out the breath that I was holding all this time. "So?" he asks anxiously. I look at him.

"Don't look so grave Kevin. We are doing it" I answer and his face turns from anxious to relieved. He brings out my phone from his pocket that I had left in my cabin in a hurry to get here. "Your phone keeps ringing ma'am" he says as he passes it to me. I take it from him. "Oh and Kevin" I say "Fire the fucking receptionist". He smirks "On it ma'am" he says and salutes me with his fingers and leaves.

I smile at him and open my phone. I freeze.

20 missed calls from Ishaan bhai

12 missed calls from Vidhi bhabhi

My hands shake as the phone rings again. I pick up the call and bhabhi's voice fills my ears.

"Hello" I say, almost whisper.