Chapter 6

“ Good Morning sir... ”

“ Good Morning, President,”

“ Have a nice day sir, ”

“ Good morrrrrrningggg sir ummmm...”

A girl pinched the girl who just wished President while yawning, she immediately straightened herself however, he wasn't giving attention to anyone and kept walking up to his cabin.

“ Somebody please tell the boss that today is Sunday, why the hell has he called us here, ” the girl pouted whereas another girl glared at her, giving her warning to shut up,

“ Sshh, I heard that Mr. Goenka's mood is not good today, so better to shut your mouth close, ”

“ Shut my mouth close? I CANCELLED MY DATE TODAY OKAY? ” the girl yelled at her whereas another employee joined them.

“ You are complaining because you canceled your date and there I'm, I had been promising my wife that this Sunday, I will definitely go to watch Captain America's civil war movie with her, now you see, it seems like a civil war is going to be initiated in my home, ” he said with unhappy expression whereas the two girls started laughing meanwhile, the first girl who was the receptionist shouted,

“ Oh shitt.. ”

“ What happened? ” the other two asked,

“ I forgot to inform him something, ” she said as she rushed to Mr. Goenka, he was still outside his cabin when she caught him.

“ Mr. Goenka, ” she called him and he stopped,

“ I forgot to tell you something, ” she said,

“ What is it? ” he asked.

“ Actually, five days ago, when you were out of the city, a woman had called her, she said she was your maid.. ”

“ What?? What did she say? ” he asked excitedly while she continued

“ She didn't say anything, she just wanted to talk to you, she said she was urgently in need of you, by her voice she seemed to be in some kind of pain or injury, ” she said with confused voice while his expression darkened, he knew that five days ago she was stabbed by robbers.

It means she had called him for his help but he wasn't there when she badly needed him. He left her alone, how terrible her condition would be.

“ AND WHY THE HELL I'M KNOWING THIS NOW?? ” he shouted at her, meanwhile, all the employees became silent and started looking in his direction.

It was so unusual to everyone because Mr. Goenka was the kind of man who rarely loses his temper but what did happen just now was that he lost his temper on his receptionist and the girl seemed to be in shock after seeing that cold expression on him.

“ Y.. you were out of the city.. ” she Stuttered

“ SO WHAT?? WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL ME? ”

he shouted again whereas the girl swallowed her saliva, it wasn't her fault, after all, receiving such a type of call was not so unexpected. Many girls used to do pranks by calling here randomly and saying that they are Mr. Goenka's gf. Many girls even claim that they are pregnant for his child so as to grab his attention to their shits. As a receptionist, she knew very clearly what calls need to be forwarded, whatnot. But this time, she too was confused whether it was real or fake, she even tried to talk to the lady but the woman herself had hung up. What could she do now?

After giving her an ice-cold look, he entered his cabin, and dialed a number,

“ Hey Kartik, I don't care where you are but I want you to immediately show your ass here.. ” he said coldly on phone.

“ Hey bro chill!! This expression doesn't suit you, okay, be in your calm aura and tell me what happened? ” a male voice sounded from the other side with an extremely calm tone as if it was very usual for him to hear Krish like this.

“ She is missing? ” he said

“ Who is missing? ” Kartik asked with a confused voice.

“ That woman.. ” he said while bitting his lips.

“ Oh, okay... By the way, who is that woman? ”

“ You.. ” he bit his lips and then took a long breath and said

“ The woman we brought from Assam, remember? ” he said with a comparatively calm voice whereas Kartik shouted on the phone,

“ What!! Your wife is missing? ”

Krish pursed his lips and said, “ Please tell me that you aren't sitting with Madam Rashmi or Aliya or anyone related to me, ”

“ Don't worry, I'm out of the city now, ” replied Kartik while Krish took a sigh of relief.

“ Come back, I need your help, ” said Krish.

“ Hmm, okay I'm coming tomorrow, ”

As soon as he hang up his phone, someone knocked at the door.

“ Come in,” said Krish and a man entered...

“ Sir, myself Pratik Patel, I'm an artist, Naksh sir would have talked to you about me, ”

The artist introduced himself and soon started sketching according to Krish's description. In the end, Krish finally received his wife's pic that was exactly like her. He forwarded her portray to Naksh and ordered him to find out the whereabouts of this woman in twenty-four hours.