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Are you kidding me?

This is no where a little house aunt Zara used to talk about. She cursed herself for imagining a cute little house with a cute little garden.

She should have known by the second she saw that Ferrari.

When she looked at zara and zayn, she didn't found them surprised at all.

It puzzles sanyukta to her core. If aunt Zara and uncle Zayn was this rich then why would they live in that shit hole for eighteen years.

Did their family left their to starve from all this luxury?

Then why would his family want them back?

She made a mental note to ask aunt Zara about it later because right now she had an image of huge mansion to settle in her mind.

She hold her bag tightly and start walking inside.

She had to look up to see the huge gates which were already open. But before she could walk further her eyes fall on the name plate beside those gates. Two people were still fixing the new name plate removing the old one. She couldn't see the names on the old one but she could definitely see the new names pasted in front of her.

Randhir Singh Shekhawat
Grand son
Of
Zayn shekhawat
And
Zara shekhawat

Wait.

Their grandson is Randhir Singh Shekhawat. The person who looked like a Greek god is their grand son.

Wherever aunt Zara used to talk about her grandson, sanyukta always imagined him small and cute.

A kid.

But the person who she had seen back at the old age home was noway near a kid.

He was a full grown man.

Then she mentally slapped herself for not thinking it more logically.

Aunt Zara used to talk about his grandson as a kid because he was a kid when they left him. Of course he would have grown up. It was eighteen years ago for god's sake sanyukta.

Shaking her head she continue walking.

Soon after they left the old-age home, they drop of sanyukta at her apartment so she could pack. She was relieved when she had to get of the car because staying in the same car with Randhir was doing something to her.

Not because he was doing something to her. He wasn't. That's exactly the point.

He pretended like sanyukta didn't exist. He didn't even looked at her. Not Once.

It was only a five minute ride to your apartment in a Ferrari.

Her mind mocked her.

Sanyukta rolled her eyes.

When uncle Zayn proposed to wait until she pack, she told them not to because she didn't want them here waiting for her while she tries to pack her stuff.

She told them that she will come by herself once she is done. Uncle Zayn asked if he could stay with her until she pack but she denied and tell them she will handle it.

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