A Baker And A Billionaire (Completed)

Chapter 11

In London :

The person on the other end of the line replied, "Yes, Ashwin, everything is in place. We've double-checked every detail to ensure a flawless execution tomorrow."

Ashwin's voice was firm and commanding. "Good. I want nothing to go wrong. This is a crucial event, and I need it to be perfect. No mistakes, no mishaps. Got it?"

The person assured him, "Absolutely, Ashwin. We've got it covered. You can rely on us to make it happen."

Ashwin nodded, his mind racing with the details of the event. He was leaving no stone unturned to make it a success.

With a final instruction, he ended the call and turned his attention to the papers on his desk, his focus laser-sharp as he reviewed the plans one last time. Tomorrow was going to be a big day, and he was ready.

Ashwin's eyes scanned the architectural designs spread across his office table, his mind racing with visions of the restaurant's expansion.

He was determined to create a unique dining experience that would set his business apart from the rest. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee wafted through the air as he pored over the plans, his focus unwavering.

As he worked, his thoughts drifted to Sivaangi, wondering what she would think of the new design. He imagined her walking into the revamped restaurant, her eyes widening in awe at the modern decor and innovative features. He couldn't wait to share his vision with her, to see the excitement sparkle in her eyes.

The sound of his phone buzzing broke his concentration.

"Ashwin, my boy! How are you!," his father's voice boomed over the phone.

"I am fine pa. How are you and others at home."

"Everyone is fine here. I want to share some important matter with you."

Yes dad , go on he replied.

"I want you to create a menu that will blow people's minds. Something that will make our new restaurant stand out from the crowd."

Ashwin's mind raced as he grabbed a pen and paper. "I'm on it, Dad. What kind of dishes are you thinking of?"

"I want something modern, something fresh. And I want you to add a special dessert, something that will be our signature piece. Something that will make people talk."

Ashwin's eyes lit up as ideas began to flow. "I've got it, Dad. I'll create a menu that will make your vision a reality. And for the dessert, I'll design something truly unique, something that will be the talk of the town."

"Excellent!" his father exclaimed. "I knew I could count on you, Ashwin. Make it happen!"

With a determined smile, Ashwin set to work, his creativity and culinary expertise merging to create a menu that would exceed his father's expectations. The special dessert, he decided, would be a showstopper - a masterpiece that would combine flavors and textures in a way that would leave diners in awe.

Ashwin's mind was racing with ideas, but he knew that Sivaangi's creative input would be invaluable. He reached for his phone to text her, but then hesitated. They hadn't spoken in a while, and he didn't know if she'd be willing to help him out. Their separation had been difficult, and he didn't want to complicate things further.

He decided to try and come up with a dessert idea on his own, but his mind kept wandering back to Sivaangi. He missed her creativity, her passion, and her inspiration. He sighed, feeling a pang of regret and longing.

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Sivaangi's heart skipped a beat as she answered the call, her mind wondering who it could be. "Hello?"