【52】 Sniper & Wifey!

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A crown of pure rubies shouldn't look so beautiful as the one looked in front of me in a glass box

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A crown of pure rubies shouldn't look so beautiful as the one looked in front of me in a glass box.

This valuable crown is beyond any golden trophy.

The best part? It matches my engagement ring. But the worst part? I'm not currently wearing it.

When I was fighting with those goons, I removed my ring. And then forgot to wear it again.

I internally cried but it was soon replaced by happiness when I heard Ruvit's deep throated voice.

“Can I have this golden privilege to crown you with my own hands, M'lady?”

He walked towards me, making my heart flutter for god knows how many times.

The director looked at me expecting an answer for Ruvit's question.

I gave a nod and decided to tease him, “You have already crowned me as your queen the day you met me. Isn't it?”

My voice was low so only he could hear.

His ears turned a shade of red as he mumbled, “Not here, Jaan. I have a reputation to maintain.”

“Uh-huh.” I flirted, eyeing him from top to bottom.

The hostess removed the glass box and kept it aside, showing the true picture of the crown.

“It's so pretty.” I gasped, the red reflection of the crown worth all my attention.

Everyone stood up from their seats. Keeping their palm on one side of their chest, they bow down their heads in respect.

Ruvit picked up the crown when the hostess suddenly warned, “Careful, Mr. Rathore. The crown is heavy.”

But he lifted it up effortlessly despite her warning. And suddenly the veins of his hands become way more attractive.

This man is making me crazy without even trying.

I shook my head to remove all the inappropriate thoughts about him and focused on the crown.

Placing it down on my head elegantly, Ruvit made sure it doesn't fall and ruin my hairstyle.

Yeah, the crown is heavy. Therefore, I supported it with my own hand after Ruvit removed his.

It sat perfectly, making me a little comfortable. Now I just have to balance its weight.

The rounds of applause break into the background. The click sound erupted all over the auditorium.

“Congratulations, Ms. Agarwal!” I appreciated everyone's wishes with a smile but a particular wish made me blush.

“Congratulations, Mrs. Rathore!” Ruvit placed his arm around my waist, taking a selfie of us.

“By here we now declare Ms. Aridhi Agarwal as the Business Queen by all means.” The hostess announced on the mic.

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