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Shaina Singhania.

"Mridula, there is a signed copy of documents in a red file in the first drawer. Get a print of it and send the original one to my home under the name of my father. Can you do that?"

I was on a call with Mridula while I was doing my hair anticipating Yuvraaj's call soon, and she hummed, she must be jotting the tasks down.

"And Shaina, I got your schedule cleared but the meeting you had with Malhotra's this evening couldn't be shifted, they said it's today or never. What do I do?" She asked me and I gently dealt with my hair

"Tell them we'll have the meeting. When's it?" I asked her. Malhotra Group of Fashion are an important client, I cannot lose them

"Seven." She answered and I hummed
"Do you want to finalize who'll walk for Rodrigues Collab after this?" She asked me and I pushed my braid back as I pulled a few hair strands out to give a messy look to my braid

"Keep Nurul on our side and ask our fashion choreographer to see me." I told her

"What? Why?" She asked in confusion
"I promised Sid that if our fashion choreographer gives a nod to Natasha, she'll get the contract. Who's the choreographer to this project?" I asked her once I finished giving an explanation to her

"Oh that's, Madalasa Tyagi. She's kind of strict... Very strict when it's about her models." Mridula informed me I nodded in appreciation.

"Even better. Tell her to see me after this meeting." I said
"Are you going to tell her to reject Natasha?" Mridula asked me and I clicked my tongue

"I'm going to ask her to focus on every fine detail." I said and she blinked up at me.

"That's literally the same thing." She pointed it out for me and I laughed it off before I said, "It's an important deal, Mridula. I cannot let anything ruin it. She excels the test, she gets the contract. She doesn't, she loses it." My tone was flat and my intentions clear.

"Did Siddharth meet her?" I asked her
"I'll check for you." She said and I hummed but before she could tell me, there was a knock on my door

"Keep me updated and don't call, rather text me." I said and she answered with a small okay, I hung up on her and went to answer the door, there stood a worker waiting for me

"Shaina ma'am, the Crown Prince is here." She told me and I nodded before I went back to fetch my purse and wore my black overcoat. I wore a white cashmere sweater neatly tucked in my burgundy trousers. I wore my heels before I walked out of my room but before I stepped out of the house, I jogged back to Aryahi's room, Amulya was sitting beside her reading her literature book.

I tiptoed towards her to not disturb Ary's sleep and stood a step away from her

"Di." I whispered and she looked up
"If she cries, call me. Feed her something before you give her medicine." I reminded her for the thousandth time and she sighed

"Shaina, I can take care of her for a day. Go." She assured me and I nodded with a tight smile

I really don't want to leave a sick Aryahi under anyone else's supervision. I sighed before I weighed myself on my knee on her bed and leaned down to kiss her on her forehead

"Bua will be back before you know." I whispered and moved back.
"I'm going." I told Amulya and tiptoed out of her room before I jogged back to the main door and took a moment to look composed before I walked out to find him leaning against his shiny black car. He was wearing an all black outfit like always and wore goggles. What's it with his obsession with black?

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