Son Of Sardaar 2 Novels & Stories

I've my own ways. He gives his thoughtful look and paces away and turns his back, " I'll never allow a soldier's daughter to be my son's wife." He says and stops. Now, this old man is confusing me, " Simrat's father is a half-owner of a taxi service." I say. He has a partnership with my dad, Saavi' father and Sas's father are own of transportation. They are partners. But he doesn't need to know this. I'm not going to be his son's wife.

AUTHOR'S POV "Mr. Arrogant is a freaking billionaire", Shreya shouted. "JJ don't you know that Kirush Bhai is Mr. Rajvanshi's son?", Dhara asked Paavak. "I don't know. I mean we both studied in same school but I never met his father. His mother is the only person I met in his family. He used to say that his father is a busy man. He also said that he doesn't need friends because of his dad or of his money. So he kept it secretive. I respected his thoughts so never asked about his dad. After completing his college in UK he returned to India and started working with me. He helped me financially when I started my firm and became my business partner.", Paavak said to them.

he said and my eyes widened. " do you have any idea who he is...the boy...as you say he is not a boy but he is the Aarav Singh raizada.... He is the most richest and most powerful person in Delhi and in india as well....you can't kidnap him" I said but he shrugged.

Arham beta (son ), you are looking so happy , what happened and why this sweet ? Arham smile and said :"Ammi, you are going to be grandmother .Sarah is pregnant ,I am going to be father ".Everyone get happy except his mother . Arham feed everyone ,then he move to his father ,who is tightly closing his fist to control his anger .Arham forward sweet box toward him , his father give fake smile.He took the piece of sweet and feed Arham and said :"Congratulations son ".

I'll definitely show him who is the father and who is the son. "You will study abroad and that's final!" I yelled again. I can't afford letting my son miss his chances of being something great in future because of his so called friend. A knock came to the door and I went to get it. Speak of the devil. Dave is right here standing in front of me. At my own door step. "Good morning sir." He greeted. "Yes? What can I do for you?" I asked, ignoring his greeting. "I came to see Hilton sir." He replied.

After arriving near Aastha he said " Aastha meet my friend plus new business partner, Mr Singh " Aastha turned around with a smile only to zoom her eyes big in surprise and shock because right her standing her biggest nightmare ' GIRIK SINGH '. All smiling shine into the terrified frowned face. Her shining face loses its shine into a pale one. Now she doesn't know how to deal with this situation, she doesn't want to lose her son while Oni jumped towards her father meanwhile, dragging Vehant with her to say " Dadda see now he is my friend "

And give way for the father and son to bond. She had barely set the documents down when her phone rang. "Armaan Verma" the caller said in a cold tone, which had a warning note too in it. She remained silent and waited for him to continue "I would like to meet my son today" he added and Janani's heart skipped a beat. His son. Not hers. Advi is not hers anymore. He had never been hers to begin with, her conscience reminded brutally. She sucked in a deep breath and answered him

Saraya continued forward, unaware. Suddenly, she bumped into someone. Before she could fall, strong hands steadied her. “Careful, dear,” a calm voice said. Saraya looked up and found a man around Harry’s age standing in front of her. His features seemed familiar, and realization struck her—this was Sanjeev Mittal, Vidhant’s father.

I had firmly resolved not to help him again, but when I saw him lying pale on the cold hospital bed, my heart still softened. He was my flesh and blood and the son I had raised and protected with Celia, after all. But every time I softened, his malice escalated. This time, after he had thrown himself off a four-story building right before my eyes, I had sworn never to soften or give in to him again. Murmurs from the crowd grew louder. The onlookers had eyes full of shock, and several middle-aged women even covered their mouths in sheer pain. "Oh gosh! This son came into the world just to collect debts from his parents. All he does is take everything they have and still acts so entitled. He's