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"I regret everything I’ve done to Jhankar, and I want to help her in every way I can. But you don’t need to worry about us. Everything is absolutely fine between us.”

As soon as Jhankar hears this, she looks inside and sees Vikrant sitting there with his usual stern expression. But at this moment, there’s a strange softness in his eyes that she has only seen in Sharda’s presence. After hearing his words, Sharda smiles lightly and responds immediately:

“I just want to see both of you joyful and smiling together, but there’s always some issue or the other. She’s also quite upset, and I hope you’re not troubling her.”

Vikrant takes a deep breath, and seeing him do so, Jhankar finds it difficult to stop herself from laughing. She enters the room and says with a smile:

“How are you, Aunty?”

“I’m seeing you after so many days.”

Sharda cheerfully opens her arms to Jhankar with a warm smile and hug. Vikrant watches them closely, and seeing Sharda’s affection for Jhankar makes him a little jealous. He turns his face away to avoid them, and Jhankar notices this too, which again makes her stifle her laughter. Then Sharda softly tells her:

“He’s been like this since childhood—once he accepts someone as his own, he doesn’t want to share them with anyone else. That’s his biggest problem. Now, if I show you even a little affection, he gets jealous.”

Vikrant looks at Sharda, and she laughs. Seeing him react like this, Jhankar also laughs out loud. Vikrant, ignoring them both, begins serving his breakfast and focuses entirely on eating.

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“Set the whole world on fire; do whatever you want. I don't care. I want that boy in front of me. I want to tear him into pieces so badly that even his family members won’t be able to find his nails—and I will do all this in front of my daughter's eyes, who has left me with no way to show my face anywhere."

This voice echoes loudly throughout the hall, causing his wife—standing nearby—to become terrified, while ten men stand therewith their heads bowed. The man looks at them and shouts furiously.

"Why are you all standing here like fools? I still can't understand how you people haven't managed to find those two idiots. Until today, there’s never been a case where we tried to find someone and failed. Even if he was hiding underwater, we’ve always managed to locate him. So why is it taking so long to find Sonakshi and Vyom?"

“Chandel sir, Vyom and Sonakshi are nowhere to be found. It seems as if they are not even on this earth. They have a lot of cash with them—maybe that’s why they’re avoiding transactions, which is making it hard to trace them.”

“What do you think? Speak quickly—I don’t have time to waste.”

“Someone is trying to protect both of them. We’ve checked our entire network, but they’re nowhere to be found. The only reason for this must be that all traces of them have been completely erased. You know who has the power to do something like this, but I don’t understand why he would do it.”

“You mean to say that Vikrant Dhanraj is behind all this?”

The man nods. Viren Chandel begins to contemplate deeply and immediately pulls out his phone.

“Hello, Vikrant… I want to meet you.”

“I’m busy.”

Before Viren Chandel could say anything further, Vikrant disconnected the call, leaving only the beeping sound, which was enough to ignite his rage.

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Jhankar is feeding soup to her father, who is drinking it with great difficulty because he’s struggling to prepare himself to eat such bland food. He’s a big fan of delicious meals and doesn’t like plain food at all. Seeing the expressions on his face, Chitrali can’t stop laughing, which makes Vikrant, who was working intently, also look over at Raghunath, who seems completely helpless with the soup. Raghunath immediately turns his face away and mutters,

“I can’t take this poison anymore.”

“This is not poison; you have to eat it—eat it quietly. After that, the doctor will come to inject you. Go to sleep quietly—there’s no need to act like a child. Every time I see you, you’ve gotten fatter from eating good food and shakes. From now on, your wife will tell you not to cook anything tasty; otherwise, your obesity will increase even more.”

Chitrali, listening to both father and daughter, immediately chimes in.

“Look who’s talking! The one who loves all the delicious food in the world so much that she could eat it all without stopping until it’s finished.”

“Of course! I’m a die-hard foodie, and I have no problem admitting it. Is there an issue? If I love food, then I do.”

“I passed this trait on to you, and yet you’re serving me this bland soup.”

Jhankar glares at Raghunath, who briefly comments, prompting Chitrali to laugh even more. Vikrant, quietly observing them, chuckles softly at her expression. Chitrali notices him and softly says,