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Upon seeing Grace and Xander, the woman's eyes lingered on Grace for just a second before she reached her hand out toward Xander. "Welcome, Mr. Fulton." Grace was completely ignored. Xander raised an eyebrow and took the initiative to introduce them. "This is Ms. Lewis, the president of Amirate Group and the leader of our project." At his words, the woman smiled and seemed to just notice Grace. "Nice to meet you, Ms. Lewis. I'm Vivian Myers." Grace politely greeted her, "Nice to meet you, Ms. Myers."

Laila explains relaxing her head on her desk. “Well why give her a contract if you don’t wanna work with her?”Xavier asked,Laila lifted her head up and looked over at Xavier blowing on the loose strand of her hair away from her face. “Well her book was well written and her storyline is interesting”Laila groans. “Well what’s her book about?”Mike curiously asked. “It’s about an arrogant billionaire that detest women but later fell in love with an orphan”Laila explains as they all nodded their heads in approval of the storyline.

(Follow content may be disturbing for some readers. Reader's discretion is advised. Rape, depression and abuse warning.) Naila's POV, I stood outside the gate of Ahuja mansion. It wasn't as big as Alam mansion but still quite huge. My hands were shaking as I pressed the bell. A security guard opened the gate. "Yes?" "Is Mr Ahuja home. I'm here to see him." I said. He observed me from head to toe. "Sorry madam, Sir doesn't like to meet anyone. I'll have to ask you to leave." He said.

She shared her journey of self-liberation and authenticity, inspiring others to question the narratives that held them back and step into their power. Her story became a catalyst for personal growth and transformation, empowering readers to embrace their true potential. In Chapter Thirty, Rita's narrative unfolded with passion and determination. Her journey became a testament to the human capacity for resilience and self-empowerment. As readers immersed themselves in this chapter, they were reminded of their innate ability to rise above limitations and create a life that transcends societal expectations and self-imposed boundaries.

Chapter 202: Sparks Beyond the Mountains Dawn came slow over La Paz, a haze of gold through the misty streets. Sophia stood atop a small terrace overlooking the plaza, hands clasped over the cloak still heavy with ash. Below, the Council of Voices stirred again—delegates arriving, carrying tokens of yesterday’s disputes, fragments of chalk, scraps of parchment. The city was alive with the hum of decision, but Sophia’s gaze reached beyond the rooftops, toward the distant peaks and the cities beyond.

Ajabde smiled replying, "If you have to express your gratitude...then you must say it to Kunwar Pratap. Chucking famous traders and involving only the people of Mewar and tribes across Rajputana was his idea." The older woman, who was the troop leader smiled and said, "We are blessed to have Baujiraj." Ajabde nodded, smiled and walked towards the book store. Kunwar Pratap shadowed her from a safe distance and watched her as she began reading a book. "Ajabde!" Exclaimed Saubhgyavati grabbing the book from her hand. "Read this." She ordered handing another book in her hands. Her brows pinched into a frown as she saw the title and chuckled, "Chatushashti Kalas!"

Shayari said and Zeenat and Azisha nodded and left from there ************** Present has came back The story will jump in between past and present I hope you all are loving it if yes then don't forget to leave a review on the book and comments on the chapter And don't forget to follow my Instagram ID Ankitaghosh200

I shook my head and ambled down the stairs to the backdoor in the kitchen that opened up to a small garden Mama had with flowers and small vegetation. As I opened the door, Luciano’s tall and broad structure came into view with an expression on his face I could not read. Suddenly, there was just too much happening in his eyes. Chaos. It was chaos. The one I had been feeling inside. The one he had been going through.

He looked at the entire apartment and decided that this girl was very filthy and greedy . There were only two rooms in that apartment. If Phoebe is here, where will she sleep? Or do these two sleep together?What does it matter? The way this girl is living here, it is known that the girl is very clever. Along with this boy, it has also trapped my brother with his naive nature. His eyes fell on Nandini who came out of a room and on seeing the Falcon, she got scared. She looked ethereal but fictitious. Three pairs of eyes were making her uncomfortable

" After calling Rajesh, Zoya called Mrs. Fateema with another number. She informed that tomorrow morning she would not come to school with the excuse of going to distribute proposals. Mrs. Fateema agreed without questioning. "I hope tomorrow will be even better, more proposals will be submitted and we will get the expected results." "Don't worry, Ma'am. Just pray that tomorrow will be better," said Zoya. Yes, Mrs. Fateema must not know what she would do tomorrow. She would plan herself as Zoya Bipasha, not as Ashita Agrawal. ***