Elina reached RRR Industries and stood at the office door.
"May I come in?"
A voice from inside replied, "Come in."
As Elina stepped inside, Mrs. Anita Raichand was sitting in her chair, busy with her work.
"Ma'am..." Elina began.
Anita looked up and said, "Oh, Elina! I'm so sorry I had to call you urgently in your condition. You know I can't handle my temper without you."
Though Anita was speaking to Elina, her piercing gaze was directed at Akhil, who stood to the side with his head bowed.
Elina noticed Akhil looking extremely nervous and asked, "Ma'am, is there any problem?"
Anita stood up from her chair and said, "Elina, you know very well my son Riyan is not ready for marriage. I had appointed Akhil here to handle both his business and private life. But you see, it's no use."
She glared at Akhil and said in a cold voice, "Now you're going on pregnancy leave too. I need someone I can trust 100%—someone who can convince my good-for-nothing son to get married. Someone who will not just find a girl for him, but also fix up meetings, arrange the date, and make him understand what marriage really means."
"Because my son can't even take a girl on a proper date. He's so buried in his mafia business that he doesn't want to settle down at all."
Pointing at Elina, Anita continued, "You were telling me that your friend is coming from India and she'll take your place, right? Has she arrived?"
Elina hesitated, "Yes ma'am, she has arrived. But…"
Anita raised an eyebrow. "But… What?"
"Ma'am, she was supposed to replace me and work with you. How can she work with Riyan sir instead?" Elina lowered her eyes as she spoke.
"You know Riyan sir doesn't like girls around him. How will he tolerate Simran?"
Anita stretched her hand out. "Give me her profile. I'll go through it myself. Tell her to come and meet me now."
Elina's eyes widened in fear. She stared at Anita, who now spoke more firmly, "Elina, give me her profile."
Nervously, Elina took out her phone and sent Simran's profile to Anita. Anita started reviewing Simran's certificates and biodata. At the bottom of the file was Simran's photo. Seeing it, Anita's eyes lit up.
"I want this girl. She's perfect for my son's secretary. Give her a makeover. Elina, I give you one week. Train her." Anita said with a cruel smile.
Elina was shocked. She was already scared of how Simran would manage as Anita's secretary. But now this was about Riyan Raichand—the devil himself. She could only imagine how he would treat her sweet friend.
"But ma'am, then who will be your secretary?" Elina asked hesitantly.
Looking toward Akhil, Anita said, "From one week later, Akhil will be my secretary."
Hearing this, Akhil started sweating in fear.
Akhil immediately informed Riyan about everything.
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Evening Time
Riyan stepped out of his car and entered his villa. His little princess had already run to greet him.
"Chachu!" she squealed.
Riyan instantly lifted Kiara into his arms, kissed her cheek, and asked, "How's my little princess? Did you miss your chachu a lot?"
"Yes, chachu! Kiara missed you… a little, then a little more, and then a lot!" she said, using her hands to show the increase.
Riyan pulled her nose playfully. "Chachu missed you a lot too. I brought you so many toys! They're already kept in your room. Go check them out!"
"Thank you, chachu!" Kiara kissed his cheek and ran off excitedly.
Just then, Sapna walked in, dressed in a yellow Indian outfit. Seeing her, for a brief moment, Riyan was reminded of Simran.
Hugging Sapna, he said, "Wow bhabhi, when did you start wearing Indian dresses?"
Smiling, Sapna replied, "Today was my kitty party, and the theme was Indian look. How do I look in this?"
Riyan scanned her top to bottom and said, "Like a Diwali firecracker! But something's missing."
"What?" she asked curiously.
Riyan looked at her again and, recalling Simran, said, "Jhumkas. Long jhumkas."
Surprised, Sapna said, "Oh, you're right! Jhumkas! I completely forgot! But Riyan, since when did you start noticing girls? You've never even glanced at anyone before. How come you know all this now?"
Sapna, Riyan's college friend and now his sister-in-law, knew him very well. Before Riyan could answer, a voice came from behind.
"Riyan, don't tell me you're interested in my Sapna. She's my wife and the mother of my child."
Rihan, Riyan's elder brother, pulled Sapna to his side, wrapping an arm around her waist. "She's all mine."
Sapna playfully slapped his hand. "Rihan, stop being so possessive. He's my brother too!"
Riyan glanced at his brother and smirked, "Don't forget, bro, if I hadn't introduced you to Sapna, she would've been my girlfriend today."
Rihan got irritated, "Okay stop it. I'm not jealous. But the way you were looking at her—it felt like you were thinking of someone. Tell me the truth, did you meet some girl in India?"
Riyan shook his head and slumped onto the sofa. At that moment, their father, Mr. Rishikesh Raichand, came over in his wheelchair.
"What are we hearing? Has my son Riyan finally liked a girl?"
Riyan went over and hugged his dad, "Come on, Dad. This is exactly why I don't come home often. All you people talk about is my marriage. Don't you have any other topic?"
While Anita was helping the servant arrange dinner, she added, "Yes, and until you get married, you'll be the hottest trending topic in this house."
Everyone laughed while Riyan rolled his eyes and focused on his phone.
They all had dinner together and later enjoyed dessert. Riyan noticed Kiara eating gulab jamun with her hands. It instantly reminded him of Simran.
Shaking his head, he handed her a spoon and said, "Princess, this should be eaten with a spoon, not your hands."
"No chachu! This is gulab jamun. It's more fun to eat with hands. My YouTube sister says so. She's my favorite, and guess what—she's from India. Simi World!"
With that, Kiara stuffed a gulab jamun into Riyan's mouth.
"See, chachu? It's tasty!" she giggled.
Riyan smiled, chewing the sweet, but his mind was only thinking about Simran.
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What will Simran's makeover look like?
Will Riyan really make her his secretary?
Stay tuned to find out…
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