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Avyansh’s POV
“What did I tell you?” I growled, my voice cutting through the quiet of the office like a blade. My secretary flinched, his shoulders tense as he stood before me, visibly shaken.
“To find every single fucking detail about her!” I snapped, slamming a file onto my desk with a force that made the pen holder rattle.
“Where is her fiancé’s name? Where is Akshat’s elder brother’s name? Where is it?” My voice echoed, barely masking the fury simmering beneath my composed exterior.
“Sir… I—I thought you only…” he stammered, his words tumbling over each other as he struggled to explain himself. “I mean… I thought you didn’t need that specific—”
“You thought?” I interrupted sharply, my tone laced with disdain. My glare bore into him, and he visibly shrank under the weight of my gaze. “You don’t get paid to think. You get paid to do what I tell you.”
He nodded hastily, his hands trembling slightly as he fumbled with the files in his arms.
I exhaled sharply, my hands curling into fists on the desk. “I want every piece of information. Every connection, every name, every damn detail about her past and the people tied to it. Today is 5 minutes.”
“Yes, sir,” he mumbled, his voice barely audible as he scrambled to pick up the file I’d slammed.
“And don’t come back until you have everything I need,” I added coldly, dismissing him with a flick of my hand.
He hurried out of the room, leaving me alone in the tense silence. I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair as my jaw clenched tightly.
Akshat. Her fiancé. His elder brother. Something wasn’t adding up, and I wasn’t going to stop until I had answers. No matter what it took.
After barely five minutes, my office door creaked open, and my secretary walked in, his face pale but determined.
“Sir,” he began, his voice trembling slightly as he placed a fresh file on my desk. “I’ve found the connection.”
I raised an eyebrow, gesturing for him to continue.
“Akshat Singhania’s elder brother and Avantika Ma’am’s fiancé are the same person—Raghav Singhania,” he said, his words cutting through the air like a knife.
I stilled, my fingers tightening around the edge of the desk. “Raghav Singhania,” I repeated, my voice low and steady, though the storm brewing inside me threatened to spill over.
“Yes, sir,” he confirmed, shifting nervously under my gaze. “He didn’t opt for the CEO position of Singhania Enterprises. It was… a punishment from his grandfather.”
My jaw clenched as I leaned back in my chair, processing the information. “Punishment?” I asked, my voice sharp.
The secretary nodded quickly. “Yes, sir. Apparently, he made some personal or professional mistake that caused the family significant embarrassment. His grandfather, who controls the company, stripped him of any opportunity to lead. Instead, the position went to Akshat.”
