Chapter : 29 Back to the Past💞🦋💋

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The next day.

We both went to the office and got busy with our work.

At 11 p.m., I had a meeting with her team regarding a project. The project involved establishing a new handloom factory in the hill track area—a dream of my grandfather’s. He always wanted to promote our heritage on an international level. Our plan is to blend local handloom products with contemporary styles, creating a unique fusion.

"We need to analyze the project’s viability to ensure it's worth such a significant investment," one of her team members pointed out.

"Yes, do your best. I’ll be visiting the proposed locations for the final selection," I responded.

"Why don’t you take Miss Aliya with you? She could help assess the locations from a financial perspective," suggested her friend, Rafi.

I saw Aliya’s eyes widen in surprise.

"Yeah, that sounds like the best idea," my best friend and legal adviser, Anaz, chimed in.

I shot him a glare, but he merely winked back at me.

"Actually, she’s skilled in business analysis, so I believe she’d be an asset for this," her team leader added.

"Well, that would be great if Miss Aliya doesn’t have any objections," I said, glancing at her.

I knew she’d prefer to avoid going anywhere with me.

"No, I don’t have any objections," she replied, pressing her lips together.

"Alright. We’ll leave in 30 minutes," I declared.

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2 hour later

After a 30-minute plane journey, we were now in the car

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After a 30-minute plane journey, we were now in the car. There wasn't a suitable place to land near our destination, so we landed at the airport and rented a car.

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