Chapter 73

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Armaan's POV:

Checking my wrist watch it was already past 10 o'clock and I still didn't receive any progress. I left home early in the morning and couldn't reach back since I was in another state. Ishita wasn't aware of it so I decided to let her know through a video call she picked it up after two rings. "Hey... what happened?" she asked in her cute voice sitting with her chin resting on her palms. "I may not be able to come back home today because I'm in Goa and some work is still pending here. It will take time but I'll try to back home sooner." She pouted sadly, "Really... I missed you so much and was waiting for you.".

I noticed my sweatshirt, "Hey... that's my favorite sweatshirt what are you doing with it?" she stood up and did a swirl. "What do you see? Obviously, I'm wearing it..." I chuckled lowly at her sense of humor. "It looks better on you... but did you not wear anything under it... like your underwear." She moved forward to the camera and moaned, "No daddy..." I busted out laughing, "Ishita... stop it... you know how much I miss you and won't be able to come back home you're making it tougher for me." she flipped up her sweatshirt and twerked showing her ass wearing a tight fitted short.

"Okay... I get it... now stop bouncing that thing..." I looked away from my phone screens because I never knew she can do this so better. "Okay daddy..." she mocked sitting back on the bed and pouting, "I miss you... what's going on in the company?" to which I explained her various aspects and situations forming and she listened with great interest. Her raising and falling brows constant fluttering eyelashes, and perfect puffy nude lips drive me insane. She's a real work of art, I stopped speaking and stared at her she smiled shyly and spoke out of concern "It's late you should get some sleep." I nodded my head and waved at her, "You should also... good night...". Ending the call, I walked up to the hotel bed and dose off to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up and got dressed for the office in a navy-blue suit with a white shirt and chinos. After finishing my office work in the evening Yash accompanied me to visit a drinking place near the sea beach. It was a small rusted lowkey place full of creepy dudes and naked girls. They all looked at us with great interest because we were the only ones wearing suits. Yash scrunched his nose, "This place is so distasteful except for naked girls." I narrowed my eyes at him, "Don't forget why we came here... I don't want to see you banging some chlamydia chick." He sighed and looked around for the person we came to visit. A girl approached Yash and touched his manhood, "Hello..." he jumped away, "What kind of warm welcome is that?" she knit her brows giving him judgemental looks.

I handled the situation and passed her a two thousand rupee note, "He's gay... I want to meet Veronica Jain. Hope this will help..." she took it from my hand and stuffed it in her bra. "Follow me..." and we did follow her inside a stinking place which is their makeup room. The girl whispered something in another girl's ear who was doing her makeup she turned to glimpse at me, "Armaan...". Veronica was barely recognizable with makeup that didn't match her neck and absurd clothes which were showing more than necessary.

She approached me and look around at the other girl drooling over me but no one dared to come close. Whereas Yash was getting touched by the girls unnecessarily, the girl who brought us inside mentioned that he was gay. Yash gave me dead glares but that was the only way to save him from getting harassed. Veronica stared at me with watery eyes, "Armaan... you came... you came back to take me with you. I was waiting for you..." I showed her my palm, "Stop knitting dreams Veronica. I came here after you tried to hire a lawyer to file a divorce case against me." she took a step back, "So that loser took your side...".

I crossed my arms, "Any intelligent lawyer who has the idea of my power won't try to mess with me. I gave you a chance to improve your past mistakes but as I can see you would never learn from your mistakes. But I did and improved my past mistakes..." she twisted her brows, "What do you mean?". I explained to her, "Due to the lack of documentation, our marriage license is deemed unethical. The marriage registrar confessed his blunder and accepted his termination." She shook her head in disbelief, "That's not possible... You mean our marriage is not legal anymore. How? We submitted all the documents and there is no way it could be possible."

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