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Mayukh POV:

"The call was supposed to be arranged long back. Why isn't it ready now?!"
"It will be Sir, sorry."
"Please. Hurry this up."

I glanced around my working office. The whole place was a mess. How?! How did one deal cause so much chaos?!

"Armaan. Please help. We need to sort this."
"I got this bro. Mr Metha is on his way. Get the presentation room ready."
"Noted."
"Guys!" I announced loudly, "Mr Metha is arriving in 5 minutes. I need everyone ready and I need all presenters in the room now for debriefing."

I looked at myself in the cabin mirror. My navy blue suit stood out. My black hair, adorned in the sun with my light brown eyes. It was perfect. I sprayed a bit of perfume and got ready. Show time.

"Good Morning Mr Metha." I exclaimed entering the hall.
Upon seating, we carried out with the presentation. Despite being the owner of this department, I insisted being in every presentation, even if it's just for a little bit. This way my clients can feel the personal touch.

"Great. We'll be in touch then." I shook Mr Metha's hand and let him out. Smiling softly, I walked into the office, to my best friend's cabin.

"We did it bro!" Armaan saying, hugging me.
"Yeah, it's good." I said, sitting down next to him pouring a drink.
"Why don't you seem happy bro?"
"I am. What makes you say that?"
"Look at you. You haven't been the same since-"
"I'm fine Armaan. Don't worry." I smiled, "I'm gonna go home now. You coming, or you wanna stay?"
"I'll just finish off a couple of presentations for Metha then leave. You go home, you need the rest."

Sitting in my car, I drove home. It had been a year since... Anyway, I joined the Dubai franchise as I said and now I've grown it very well. It's gone to another level of success. We signed three huge deals and we've also began expansion in other Middle Eastern countries. Armaan applied and joined me. He is the CFO of the Dubai office now. Ishaan and Rohan work in Dubai as well. We all managed to settle really well. Mom and Dad moved back to Kolkata for the time being and have started to operate from here, while my Uncle handles the Dubai branches. Mom Dad don't head it now. Ruyash Bhai leads the UK branch, Dad leads the India and South Asia branch with Uncle, while I handle Dubai. We are now looking to expand to the US, and it's going great.

I reached home and got greeted by Bruno. He ran to me. I chuckled and hugged me.

"Beta, how are you?" Mom said, on call.
"All good Mom, got the Metha deal. Tell Dad."
"Congrats! I will let him know."
"Thanks Mom."
"You... Are you okay?"
"I am fine Mom. Why this question?"
"I'm just... I'm just asking. Don't worry. Anyway, are you planning to come for the silver jubilee?"
"Jubilee? for what?"
"Our enterprise pagal. It's been 25 years. I thought we'd celebrate that."
"Do we really need to celebrate it? It's there."
"We do, and we are, now you decide which event you'll come to."
"Which event meaning?"
"We are throwing a party in all our areas. So, India, Dubai and UK. You decide which one, apart from Dubai, do you want to be a part of."
"Okay. I'll let you, don't worry. Are you and Dad okay?"
"Yes beta, we are fine. Beta, I--"
"Mom, I need to go. I'll call you back soon okay."
I cut the call.

In the evening, I got ready. I am going out. Ever since that day, I decided to let go. Do things I like. I got my car out and got ready.

"Armaan, where are you?"
"I've reached. Where are you?"
"I'm here."

I got down and we headed to the club. After a full 3/4 hours of dancing, we finally came home and Armaan crashed at my place.

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