Mr. Dahiya's Dhani Lonka

Mr. Dahiya's Dhani Lonka

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A story of a Bengali girl, Tiyasha Chakraborty, who strongly believed that she was born with a bad luck. Because, she would never land on a particular job, everything would just slip out of her hand. But somehow landed her job at the infamous company of Singapore, "PrimeVolt Technologies". Vidyutraj Dahiya, a Haryanvi boy handling his company in Singapore, a quite compassionate and dedicated son and reason behind his company's "PrimeVolt Technologies" success over the past few years ever since he succeeded his father's position. But that didn't last long, once his company's gradual downfall, and one of the competitors launching the products made by Vidyutraj's company and naming them theirs. After quite thorough research, they discovered Vidyutraj's PA―Kritika Malhotra― had been going behind his back and selling information. For what? Money, of course. He immediately fired her from the job. But now he needed a new PA... Can epitome of PERFECTION, handle a bit of CHAOS?? Read the story to find out. ●This story is purely fictional and has nothing to do with real life. The characters, places and themes are all fictional. For further information, read disclaimer first. ●My english is not very good, so please ignore the grammatical mistakes/errors. ●Lastly, Don't copy or plagiarise my story.
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