As the next performer, Mannat Manik Murthy, took the stage, applause erupted from the audience.
Manik, watching her with a mix of pride and concern, leaned closer and whispered, “Baby, don’t be afraid of everyone. If you feel scared, just look at me. No, no, dance while looking at me the whole time, okay?”
His words are interrupted by their teacher, who urges him to let Mannat go, reassuring him that she would do her best.
“Okay baby go, all the best,”Manik said worriedly.
With a nod, Mannat stepped onto the stage, her nerves creeping in as she scanned the crowd.
Just then, Manik stepped forward, his presence a comforting anchor. “Baby, don’t look at anyone, just look at me, okay?” he encouraged, and she nodded, a smile breaking through her anxiety.
( Guys think one of them as Mannat)
As the music began, Mannat performed, her gaze fixed on Manik, who beamed with encouragement. She danced with confidence, executing her moves flawlessly, captivating everyone with her talent.
The audience was mesmerized, and before the clapping could start.
Manik jumped in, arms wide open, exclaiming, “Wow, baby, it was a marvelous performance! You owned the stage!”
Mannat giggled, leaping into his embrace, while Aman and Neyonika exchanged exasperated looks at Manik's obliviousness to the surroundings.
“Why isn’t anyone clapping? My daughter get a great job so start Clapping if you don't want me to ruin all of your careers!”Manik's voice boomed, his dark eyes piercing through the crowd.
The moment he spoke, a wave of applause filled the air, leaving the teachers and principal stunned.
Neyonika buried her face in a book, mumbling, “No one should know this thug is my son,” while Aman chuckled, feeling proud of Manik’s fierce loyalty to Mannat.
“Mr. Murthy, please…” the teacher started, but a single glare from Manik silenced her immediately, causing Mannat to giggle uncontrollably.
“Papa, don’t scare my teacher or threaten the audience. If they like my dance, they’ll clap on their own and Mamma said we should not force someone just because we want something because they will hate us,” she said, her laughter ringing out, a perfect blend of innocence and confidence.
Mannat's innocent words resonated with the classroom, making Manik swell with pride as he nodded and signaled the teacher to continue.
The teacher, grateful for Mannat's input, urging him to take his seat as they prepared to announce the next competition.
Manik, unable to contain his affection, kissed Mannat on the forehead before moving to his desk, where Mr. Singh's laughter caught his attention, causing a flush of embarrassment to creep over him.
“Don't be embarrassed, Mr. Murthy; it's normal,” Mr. Singh reassured him with a smile. “When Sasha participated in her first competition, my reaction was just like yours. It's your first time, so it's okay.”
Manik's smile emerged briefly, only to fade when a mocking voice interrupted from behind.
“Of course, it’s his first time—that's why he’s behaving like this. Maybe it’s just because his daughter did something good for the first time that he’s excited.”
Manik's jaw tightened as he turned to face three men laughing at him, their demeanor smug. He recognized them by their appearance as businessmen associated with the school.
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Blooming love
Fanfiction{ ✨💞 it's a ROM-COM book 💞✨} [ He fell first but she fell harder.] Manik Malhotra: He is a successful businessman, known for his sharp mind and cunning strategies. To the outside world, he was perceived as a rude and arrogant individual. He wore h...
