Father Longing for his son: Bridging the gap (Book2)

chapter 20: The announcement

Author's note

*Just a heads up, when you come across any words in italics, it signifies that the characters are thinking it to themselves or it's a flashback *

Hey sunshins! hope you have a fantastic time diving into this chapter! Share your thoughts with me once you're through. Enjoy the read! 🔮✨

Firse script leak 😭 ye nainsafi hai par ab sab pata hi hai mujhe bhi aage ki story bata doh main kyu apne dimaag pe pressure daalu aage ki story likhne ke liye wese hi mera creative blockage phase chal raha hai 😭

Wese ye sab agar side main rakhu toh I know I know maine target badha diya hai aur tum logon ka mujhe tamatar aur ande fek kar marne ka maan kar raha hoga (jo ki tum log nhi kar sakte lol) Lekin dekho ab 300+ log chapter padh rahe ho kamse kaam 100+ comments hone chahiye mai toh fir bhi 80+ comments ka target rakh rahi han hu na Main kitni pyaari aur manipulative.....I...I...mean understanding toh tum log bhi apni author ko samjho thoda kya chala jayega tum logon ka thode jyada comments karne main kuch bhi nhi right? Mere masoom se dil ko khushi mil jayegi Kya tum chahte ho ek masoom se uski khushi cheen jaye? Nhi na I know tum log kabhi bhi chahoge esa tum log itne acche jo ho aur pichle chapter pe 85 comments kiye hai ispe 80 toh kar hi sakte ho haina? I know tum log kar sakte ho toh chalo ab fatafat apni acchai ka pradarshan Kardo comment section main

P.s- adhi raatko baithkar edit Kiya hai response accha dena please 🥺

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As the employees started to fill the announcement room, Ansh felt the weight of their curious gazes. He shifted uncomfortably on the stage beside Kunj, who stood tall and confident, radiating a sense of authority that was evident. The crowd's expressions shifted from confusion to curiosity. they were scanning him, trying to connect the dots of who this young boy was and his sudden presence alongside their boss. Kunj, however, seemed completely composed.

Kunj held Ansh's hand, squeezing it in reassurance when he noticed Ansh's nervousness. Then, he moved towards the microphone. his presence commanding attention from the packed hall. His voice boomed with authority, leaving no room for doubt.

"Ladies and gentlemen, esteemed colleagues," he began, his tone firm. "I want to start by expressing my gratitude to each and every one of you for being here today, especially on such short notice. Your presence means a lot to me, and I appreciate your willingness to gather at a moment's notice. I won't take up much of your time, and I won't hide behind the bush - I'll come straight to the point."

He paused, surveying the room with a confident gaze, ensuring everyone's attention was focused on him.

"This morning, my son faced unacceptable difficulties entering our office building due to a lack of awareness about his relationship with me. I will not tolerate such incidents in the future."

Kunj's eyes scanned the room, his gaze lingering on each face, as if daring anyone to challenge his words.

"Anshuman, please come forward," Kunj said, His voice softened slightly as he turned to Ansh, his expression warm and proud.

Ansh stepped forward, standing beside Kunj, as all eyes turned to him.

"This young gentleman here," Kunj continued, his hand on Ansh's shoulder, "is my son, Anshuman Ridhima Kunj Sarna."

Everyone's eyes widened in surprise, including Ansh, and a collective gasp filled the room.

Kunj's words were a soothing balm to the sting Ansh felt when the receptionist said that Kunj didn't have a family other than Aarav and Adhir. Kunj's announcement was a reassuring confirmation that Ansh was just as important to him as Aarav and Adhir. It shattered everything Ansh had believed before Kunj came into his life, revealing that his previous assumptions were all lies. This declaration was a proof of his father's love for him.