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CHAPTER - 30

Author: Minakshee
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Avyaan listened to the report in silence, his mind churning with questions. The lack of answers was more unsettling than anything else. If Aradhya was truly connected to this family, why was her name missing from their history? And if she wasn’t connected to them, why did the orphanage records point here?

The detective had ended his message with a final note of uncertainty. “Sir, I will continue to dig deeper, but right now, all I can confirm is this: Naman Mishra’s family consists of three children—Omkar Mishra, Gaurav Mishra, and Arshita Mishra. They live here, but no one knows where they came from, and there is no sign of Aradhya ma’am.”

The report left Avyaan with more questions than answers. The silence of the Mishra family and the mystery surrounding their past only deepened the puzzle. There was something here—something buried under layers of secrets—and he was determined to uncover it, no matter how long it took.

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The car rolled into the driveway of the Rathore mansi
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