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Meet Talab Hashmi, India's youngest and most powerful businesswoman. She has everything-wealth, success, and beauty. But when Murad Ahmad, a talented company secretary fresh from America, enters her life, every...
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My smile is beamin', my skin is gleamin' The way it shine, I know you've seen it ~7 rings
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"Sir, sir, please stop." A reporter from the media said.
Ishraq Al-Hadi, a prominent businessman, was getting out of his car and heading straight into the building where the event was taking place. All the reporters were busy taking his photos and wanted to hear a few words from him.
He paused and started answering their questions.
Just then, a reporter standing behind shouted, "Hey look, Talab Hashmi has arrived!"
Every head turned towards the approaching Rolls-Royce Phantom. In an instant, the reporters abandoned Mr. Ishraq Al-Hadi, rushing towards the car. As he watched them leave, a wave of humiliation washed over him.
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I hadn't even stepped out of the car when these reporters surrounded my car. One of my bodyguards opened the car door for me. They were already taking photos, and as soon as I set foot on the ground, they started taking even more photos. They want to record every step, every move of mine because that's how they make their money. I can't blame them because I'm so famous after all, ultimately becoming India's youngest rich businesswoman.
