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XXIV. Her Surprise

Neha called back with Arjun's schedule for the meetings for the day, as Sanam had requested. She was an expert when it came to manipulating Rahul into telling her things, "So his meeting is supposed to end at 8:30 and then he has another one at 8:45."

Sanam glanced at the time. Ten minutes to 8. "Perfect, it shouldn't take me too long to get there."

"Go get him, babe. And remember, you owe me one."

Sanam laughed, "Sure, Neha." She picked up her bag and walked out of the house, "Just like you owe me countless others for lying to your parents when you'd be out on dates with Rahul."

Neha scowled at her through the FaceTime, "Whatever. I'm pregnant. Don't make me yell at you."

"Sure, take care of my niece for me."

"Hey, if could be a nephew too." She complained, for Rahul and Sanam both wanted a girl but Neha kept saying it'd be a boy. Mother's intuition and all. They could have ended the matter by simply asking the doctor the gender of the baby but Neha insisted she wanted it to remain a surprise.

"We'll see. Bye!" Sanam said just as she reached the ground floor and walked to her car. She then fed the address into the navigation as she had never been there before to know the way. ETA was 8:06 am.

More than enough time.

Once she arrived, she parked in the garage and walked out towards the front of the building instead of walking in through the garage entrance. The height of the building was one worth noting. She had gotten too used to the penthouse to realize this was all Arjun and his family.

"Excuse me," Someone said behind her for she was blocking their path by simply tilting her head up towards the very top floor.

"Sorry," She replied back and moved aside. The man dressed in a suit followed by three other walked in while many others kept walking down the pathway to other buildings. Remembering her mission, she walked inside the heavy doors.

It felt like a maze in there. For a few seconds, she felt lost, out of place, and completely overwhelmed at the rush and the amount of people all carrying out some function or the other. And this was only the ground floor. Everything was fast-paced, reminding her of the hospital. But there, she didn't feel like an outsider. Her brain fit in perfectly there. It was her comfort zone. This? This felt like she had suddenly stepped into another dimension and they were all speaking a language quite foreign to her ears.

Locating the reception, she walked over. A lady in her early to mid-twenties greeted her in a monotone, without looking at her, too busy typing away at her keyboard. "Hi, welcome to Mehta Choice Hotels. Do you have an appointment?"

"Uh, no?"

She frowned, having to deal with this all the time and glanced up at her to quickly inform. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but without an appointment..."

Sanam cut her short, "Yeah, I understand. If you can just tell me where Arjun's office is, I'd really appreciate that." She realized she had forgotten to ask that of Neha.

"Like I said, ma'am, I can't let you in if you don't have an appointment. And you definitely don't meet the big bosses without one. I'll be more than happy to schedule one if you'd like though. What's it going to be about?"

I looked at the watch handing behind her on the wall. 8:23. She knew the young female was only doing her job but she had places to be. "Alright, listen. I don't have time for this. Just tell me where his office is. I'm his wife."

She laughed, the politeness leaving her tone and replaced with irritation. "Right, and I'm Miss Universe. Now if you're done wasting my time, you can show yourself out before I call security."