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Few hours ago:-
The car's lights were dim, and the streets outside bustled with nightlife, but the air inside the car was thick with tension. Suddenly, one of the two men sitting in the car spoke.
"Are you certain about this, Mr. Santo Jr.?" he asked, raising his eyebrows at the other man.
"Yes, I'm more than sure. This time, I've made no mistakes," The person who was called Mr. Santo Jr. replied.
He then passed the papers to the man who had spoken before.
"Mr. Santo Jr., please ensure this isn't a mistake. Too much is at stake," the man warned.
"You can call me Liam, after all. We're old acquaintances in this matter. Help my father, and I'll help you uncover the truth. I know you seek revenge against the Yorks." Liam responded,
The man in the shadows nodded. "Okay, I'll help. But remember: keep my name confidential. A car will be waiting for you under the toll bridge that will take you to Airport. And don't mention this meeting to anyone."
"Okay, I'll help you," the man said, "but remember: keep my name confidential. A car will be waiting for you under the toll bridge. And don't mention this meeting."
"What are you even talking about?"Liam just shrugged with a hint of humor and departed.
"Drive!" he ordered the driver.
The engine purred back to life, and the car sped off into the night, its headlights casting an eerie glow on the deserted streets.
As they drove, the man began to read the file handed to him, his eyes scanning the pages filled with information about the York family. But he was searching for one name in particular – a name he hadn't heard in a long time.
And then, he found it: 'Aria York'.
A name etched in his memory forever.
Back to Palace:-
Adwait paced at the palace gate, the cold wind whipping through his hair, and the serene moonlight illuminating the deep lines of tension etched on his face. Beside him stood Atulya, Aniket, his secretary Sameer, and his men, their faces reflective of their shared concern.
Sameer was still half asleep when he got the order to reach the palace as soon as possible. Only after reaching he realised the gravity of the situation. Even he had arrived but his lady boss was nowhere to be found.
"Shouldn't she be here by now?" Adwait muttered to himself, checking his watch for what felt like the hundredth time.
Atulya watched him pace, her eyes filled with worry. "You're right, it's been over an hour. I'm getting worried too," she admitted, her voice barely above a whisper.
