Chapter 4

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It was a weekend unlike any other for the Rathore family. Tonight marked one of the most significant events in the business world—the prestigious Businessman of the Year award, where Arjun Rathore was once again a top contender. Anticipation filled the air, replacing the usual calm of a Saturday morning in the Rathore mansion.

The day had barely begun, but the family was already in high spirits; the excitement for the evening was palpable. Over breakfast, the conversation revolved around Arjun, the man at the center of it all. Maya, brimming with excitement, leaned forward with a wide grin. "Tonight's your night, Arjun Bhai! Everyone knows it."

Rohan, his younger brother, added with a playful smirk, "Don't forget the speech. It's been ages coming, but now it's your turn again."

Their mother, Sunita Rathore, looked at her eldest son with a warmth that only a mother could convey. Placing a hand on his arm, she said softly, "No matter the outcome, you've already made us proud. This award is just another chapter in your journey, Beta."

The day unfolded with an air of preparation, each family member finding their own way to prepare themselves for the night ahead. Even the usual weekend routines took a back seat as the grand event loomed ever closer. The Rathore mansion, usually a place of quiet sophistication, now buzzed with a sense of purpose.

As evening approached, the mansion was alive with activity. Stylists, tailors, and assistants flitted about, ensuring every detail of the Rathore family's appearance was flawless for the night ahead. In his room, Arjun stood before the vast windows that overlooked the heart of Delhi, watching the city slowly come alive with the glow of the streetlights. The reflection of the bustling metropolis mirrored the anticipation within him.

Tonight wasn't just about another award—it was about legacy. This night symbolized the culmination of years of ambition, tireless work, and sacrifices made not only by him but by his family as well. The sleek, black tuxedo he wore—carefully selected to reflect his stature and power—felt different than his daily business suits. Downstairs, the rest of the family was equally prepared for the evening.

The chauffeur arrived promptly, and soon, the family was en-routed to the event. As their luxury car glided through the streets of Delhi, the energy in the city seemed to mirror the anticipation within the car. Billboards and neon signs whizzed past, but Arjun's mind was already on the event ahead.

The venue for the Businessman of the Year award function was nothing short of magnificent, embodying the elegance and grandeur befitting such a prestigious event. Set in one of Gurgoan's most luxurious hotels, the ballroom had been transformed into a dazzling spectacle, a perfect blend of opulence and modern sophistication.

As the car pulled up to the entrance, the family was greeted by a barrage of camera flashes, capturing every movement as if they were royalty. A red carpet rolled out before them, leading into the grand ballroom where the elite of the business world were already gathering.

Arjun stepped out first, his tall, commanding presence drawing immediate attention. Maya and Rohan followed, flashing smiles at the press, while their parents trailed behind with grace and dignity. The entire family walked with the poise of those who had long been accustomed to the spotlight.

As guests entered the grand foyer, they were greeted by a sweeping staircase adorned with fresh floral arrangements in rich, deep hues. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting a warm, golden light that danced off the polished marble floors. The walls were draped in luxurious fabrics, creating an atmosphere of timeless elegance.

The main ballroom was a sight to behold. The vast space was filled with round tables draped in crisp white linens, each adorned with intricate centerpieces of roses, lilies, and orchids, interspersed with delicate candles that added a soft, flickering glow. The room was illuminated by more crystal chandeliers that hung like sparkling jewels, their light reflecting off the mirrored walls and creating a sense of infinite space.

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