“Hasn’t he come yet?” asked Ms. Marie, a woman in her mid-twenties, as she glanced toward the hospital corridor for what seemed like the hundredth time.“Not yet, Ms. Marie.” replied Mrs. Braganza, a seasoned nurse in her late forties, adjusting a file in her hand.Marie sighed, half with worry, half with resignation. “I don’t think he’ll come today, Mrs. Braganza.”The older woman smiled knowingly. “No, my dear. He’ll come. That man hasn’t missed a single day in four years. If he’s late, something important must’ve come up.”“Maybe you're right.” Ms. Marie nodded thoughtfully. Then, after a short pause, she said with a soft smile, “You know what, Mrs. Braganza? I’ve never seen a man like him. She’s very lucky.”“She is. Indeed.” Mrs. Braganza agreed with a gentle nod.Elsewhere… inside a sleek glass-and-steel conference roomA digital clock ticked softly as Abhinav Rathore paced through a sharp, captivating presentation. His posture was confident, voice steady, appearance immaculate—c
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