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Avi sees her for a few seconds, then starts playing with Aashi again. Sandhya points something out to a bodyguard, who immediately brings her suit to her. She gives the suit to Avi.

"I have brought some clothes for you."

"Please no...

"There's no need to say NO because I'm not going to listen to you. You love Aashi so much now, and she loves you too, as evidenced by all the clothes Aashi has chosen for you."

Her eyes immediately turned toward Aashi. She sweetly smiles and says to Avi.

“Grandma and Aashu select everything..."

Avi doesn't want to accept those things at all, but she can't express her feelings to Aashi, so she simply nods her head. In a short time, it will be time for Sandhya and Aashi to leave. Both Avi and Aashi have disappointment on their faces. While sitting in the car, Aashi lightly waves her hand and immediately clings to her grandmother, as she doesn't like being away from Avi at all. Her grandmother gives her a kiss on the forehead.

"We'll be back tomorrow."

As soon as Aashi hears this, she smiles, swiftly waves her hand towards Avi, and then initiates a series of flying kisses. Avi is just quietly looking at her, and instantly, a faint smile starts floating on her lips.

CHAPTER 3

His eyes are watching each and every word in the file very well, which shows him losses, and everyone knows very well that he cannot tolerate any kind of harm. All the people around him are trying to hide their sweat because, until the time he is reading the file, they will remain out of his sight. But as soon as he looks at them, it will be difficult for them to give any answer. The truckdriver, who had fled the scene to save his life, comes forward, shows his injured leg, and says,.

"Sir, we tried very hard to make him understand, but the policeman is not ready to understand it and is not leaving our truck."

After listening to the man's words, he immediately looks up and straight at him. Seeing his dangerous gaze towards himself, the man takes two steps back from his place and, due to fear, urinates at the same time. His eyes are watching the circle form very well due to his pants getting wet, and everyone's hands and legs are trembling after seeing his calm poster. He sits straight in his chair and keeps looking at him, then places his ankle on his other leg's knee and asks him.

"You save yourself..."

"I've been sent here after running away to tell you that no matter what you do, he won't leave your truck and will expose you to the world. I explained it to him very well. He told me that he should not do this, but the boy was probably so proud of himself that he was not ready to listen to anything. He immediately shot me in the leg and said that if I did not come here and tell you all this, he would not leave me worthy of driving a truck again."

"Hummm, what is his name?"

"Shashank Sharma…”

After hearing the name, he immediately got up from there and started going out. All the people start coming out and following him, and the man who had urinated there out of fear just sits there.

“That policeman doesn't know what he has done. He has messed with PRAKRAM BUNDLA and will not be able to live even 1 minute to beg for his life.”

He was saying all this to himself with his head bowed, but he felt someone's eyes on him, and due to fear, he immediately looked up. Prakram is standing in front of him with a gun. He wants to beg for his life by putting his hands together to save himself, but before his hands can join together, Prakram shoots the gun in the middle of his forehead.

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There is blood spread all around, and everyone is silently watching the scene in front. The police inspector who stopped his truck has cut it into pieces because he has suffered a loss of crores because of him. Everyone is standing there, holding their breath, knowing that if they even dare disrupt his act, they will become the next victim. His angry, loud growling voice and the sound of his knife are the only sounds audible in this environment. Suddenly, his phone ring starts resonating rapidly. His hands stop, and he quickly looks towards his wrist watch. He smiles and gets up from the floor to wipe his hands on his Minions shirt. Seeing him come closer to him, the man's breathing automatically stops. He very casually wipes his hands on his shirt while looking at his face, and he knows well enough that he is standing there holding his breath tightly. He smirks and slides the green icon on his phone.

“Hey, Papa's princess...”

“Papa… I miss you so much."

“Papa misses his princess too. So what have you done all day, my love?”

“After waking up in the morning, I missed you a lot, then enjoyed watching grandparents fight, then, after going to the temple, watched grandma's round-round, then I came back home and sat sad.”

He chuckles at her words, but he is listening to her every word very well, so he picks up the knife from the ground, looks closely at the dripping blood on it, and asks her.

“Why sad, my sweetheart…”