Unknown Destiny - 2 The Era Of Kaliyug

Chapter 8

Harsh's POV

We stepped back upstairs, and just as quickly as it had appeared, the portal within the round table sealed shut behind us.

Waiting for us was Mr. Bhargav Singhania. The moment he saw us, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he rushed toward us.

"So?" he asked Vansh eagerly.

Vansh let out a sigh before answering. "She’s the one."

A broad smile spread across the chairman’s face. "Of course, she is… But did she see it?"

Vansh shook his head. "No. The voice said her energy is weak. She needs a bit of Aksh’s energy."

"Oh, Aksh… He left for New York," the chairman said casually, as if that were just a minor inconvenience.

I folded my arms, my irritation bubbling over. "Excuse me?"

Both men turned to look at me, as if they had only just remembered I was still standing there.

"You two have been discussing me like I’m some kind of object," I snapped.

The chairman smiled at me warmly.

"We’re sorry… Let’s continue this discussion in my chamber."

Without another word, we followed him to his office.

As we entered, he gestured toward the table. "Please, have something to eat."

Vansh disappeared for a moment, only to return with a few chocolates. He sat beside me, sliding a chocolate bar across the table toward me. I hesitated but took it anyway.

The chairman leaned forward slightly, his expression serious yet calm.

"Harshitha Jai, I know you’ve been working in this company for a while. But now, I want you to take on a different role. A more… important one." He paused before continuing. "I assume Vansh has already explained some things to you. We are ghost hunters, and we need you in this field."

I blinked at him, then at Vansh, then back at him again.

"Right…" I muttered, unwrapping the chocolate but not taking a bite. "Look, I’m not saying you guys are lying, but I don’t fully believe in this… ghost and spirit thing. I mean, I’ve never even seen one."

Vansh smirked, resting his elbow on the table. "You will."

I shot him a skeptical look, but before I could argue, the chairman spoke again.

"I understand your doubts, Harshitha," the chairman said, his voice calm yet firm. "But remember one thing—this job isn’t about hunting ghosts. It’s about something far greater. It’s about freeing spirits from their pain and giving them peace." He leaned back slightly. "Give it a chance. Tag along with us for at least one assignment."

The room fell into silence.

The only sound was Vansh unwrapping and munching on his chocolate—like a toddler completely unbothered by the intensity of the conversation.

I glanced at him, unimpressed. "Seriously?"

He simply grinned and took another bite.

I sighed, turning back to the chairman. I was about to give him my answer when—

Knock. Knock.

Someone rapped on the door.

We all turned toward it.

And ta-da! The most lovable person walked into the room.

Note my sarcasm.

It was none other than Aksh Singhaniya, basking in his usual glory. Dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, his ever-present sunglasses perched on his face, he carried himself like he owned the universe.

The chairman’s brows knitted together in confusion at his unexpected arrival.

Meanwhile, Vansh, being Vansh, grinned widely—revealing his chocolate-covered teeth like a kid caught sneaking candy.

"Aksh… didn’t you say you were flying to New York?" the chairman asked.

Aksh removed his sunglasses with a practiced motion and replied in the most robotic tone ever, "Flight got canceled. Meeting is rescheduled for tomorrow. Online."

No emotion. No extra words. Just a straight-up cold statement.

Seriously? Who even talks like that?

"Good, then. It’s best that you’re here as well," the chairman said, sounding pleased. He turned to Aksh before gesturing toward me. "Harshitha is our medium. She will be working with you."

But if the chairman expected Aksh to share his enthusiasm, he was sorely mistaken.

Aksh’s expression remained unreadable, but his disapproval was crystal clear.

"Her?" His cold gaze flickered toward me, then back to the chairman. "I think you’ve got your records mixed up. She’s not suited to be a medium."

The sheer confidence in his voice irritated me. He said it like it was an undeniable fact—like he knew I couldn’t do it.

Vansh sat up straighter, ready to argue. "But—"

"There are no ‘buts,’" Aksh cut him off, his voice sharp. "I don’t want her. Find someone else."

And just like that, he turned on his heel and strode out of the room without sparing me another glance.

I stared at the doorway, my hands clenching into fists.

Oh, it’s on, Mr. High-and-Mighty CEO.

"So, if he says no… does that mean I’m not eligible for this?" I asked, my voice laced with fake sadness.

Truthfully? I didn’t give a damn about this job. But there was no way I was letting that arrogant CEO win. I didn’t believe in spirits or any of this ghost-hunting nonsense, but if getting this job meant annoying the hell out of Aksh Singhaniya—then, Lord Ganesha, I swear I’ll make it my mission.

The chairman observed me carefully. He saw the sadness in my expression, but he didn’t realize it was fake. I was a damn good actor, after all.

"No, no!" he said quickly. "I’m the one in charge here. I hired you. You are the one!"

Vansh, still munching on his chocolate, watched the exchange like it was his personal entertainment.

"But the CEO—" I started, pretending to hesitate.

The chairman cut me off with a firm wave of his hand. "You are hired, Harshitha. Unless you choose to leave, no one—no one—can remove you from this job."

Internally, I smirked. Perfect.

The chairman was on my side.

Now, let the fun begin.

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