I am Prince's pampered wife

Chapter 34

His brother, Ritik gaped in disbelief. "Business? Your wife does business?"

Veer's chest swelled with pride. "Yes! You see, many women today are embracing light clothing—all designed by my wife. She not only crafted our beautiful wedding outfits but also designed the entire venue!"

Ritik's eyes widened with realization. "Are you talking about that new shop that opened recently? I had no idea your wife was the owner."

Someone chimed in, "Absolutely! Those clothes are incredibly comfortable."

Another added enthusiastically, "They're so light and flowy; I can move with ease while wearing them!"

The room buzzed with compliments for Pari, each remark amplifying Veer's pride.

Meanwhile, Reyan, who had been quietly observing from a distance, felt a pang of disbelief. He had heard whispers about that shop too and had even planned to visit. But he never imagined the owner would be that woman—the one he wanted to avoid. The realization hit him like a jolt. Was she really that capable?

Veer, sensing Reyan's skepticism, countered firmly, "My wife is the owner. If you have any inquiries, she's the one to talk to. She manages everything by herself."

Ritik nodded thoughtfully. "I'll be sure to visit my sister-in-law soon."

Meanwhile, as the evening wore on and the festivities continued, Pari reflected deeply on her business's growth. She urged her workers to find loyal individuals to join her business, and they nodded eagerly in response.

With her plans set in motion, she returned home, fatigue washing over her. Veer awaited her with a knowing smile.

As she slipped into her room, Veer followed, holding a tray of dinner for her. "You've been working so hard. You need to eat," he said softly, feeding her gently as she sat in bed, her eyes heavy with exhaustion.

Pari, too weary to protest, savored the warmth of his care, allowing him to wipe her mouth and tuck her under a cozy blanket.

Time flew by, and news of an upcoming magician competition electrified the town. The air buzzed with anticipation as everyone prepared to seize this opportunity to showcase their talents.

Niya, emboldened by the excitement, doubled her training efforts, eager to prove her superiority. She longed to show everyone just how talented she was, especially compared to that "fool."

Reyan, too, intensified his practice, fueled by the desire to demonstrate his power and skill. This was his chance to shine, to show the world his true potential.

When Pari caught wind of the competition, excitement surged within her. She ordered a stack of books on magic. She knew she needed guidance, so she approached her maid and devoted workers for help.

Confusion flickered among the previous thieves. "Master, we don't know any magicians!" one finally admitted.

Frustration welled up, but her determination overshadowed it. She knew she had to improve her skills.

One evening, gathering her courage, she approached Veer. "I want to spend two months in the forest practicing magic. I'll return just in time for the competition."

Veer, surprised yet supportive, admired her determination. "If that's what you need, go for it. I can't wait to see what you accomplish!"

With newfound resolve, Pari packed her essentials—books, charms, and comfortable clothing—ready to embrace the challenge ahead. As she ventured into the wilderness with her loyal maid, a thrilling mix of fear and excitement coursed through her.