Abhimanyu paced back and forth in his cabin, his mind racing with anxiety. The walls, once a symbol of success, now felt suffocating. His brothers, Ekansh and Parth, tried to calm him down, but their words fell on deaf ears.

"Abhimanyu, relax. We'll figure it out," Ekansh said, his voice soft and reassuring.

Parth nodded in agreement. "We've faced challenges before, brother. We'll overcome this too."

But Abhimanyu couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom. The client meeting was crucial, and nothing was ready. The presentation, the reports, the proposals – all were still in disarray.

"Everything is at stake," Abhimanyu exclaimed, his voice laced with desperation. "Our company's reputation, our dream, our name – all will be tarnished in an instant."

Ekansh's expression turned stern. "We won't fail, Abhimanyu. We can't afford to."

Parth placed a reassuring hand on Abhimanyu's shoulder. "We'll work through the night if needed. We'll make it happen."

But Abhimanyu's worry wasn't unfounded. The client meeting was a make-or-break moment for their company. Failure would mean losing everything they had worked for.
As Abhimanyu's thoughts swirled, the sound of his phone pierced the air.

"Mr Goenka, the clients are here," his secretary announced.

Abhimanyu's heart sank.

It was showtime.

Would he be able to salvage the situation?

Or would everything come crashing down?

The outcome hung precariously in the balance.

Abhimanyu felt his heart palpitating with fear as he made his way to the conference room to greet the clients. His palms were sweaty, and his mind was racing with worst-case scenarios. The weight of his company's future rested on this meeting, and he couldn't afford to fail.

Ekansh and Parth exchanged worried glances, sensing their brother's distress. They had always been a united front, but today's challenges seemed insurmountable.

"You've got this, Abhimanyu," Ekansh whispered, as they followed him out of the cabin. His voice was laced with reassurance, but Abhimanyu couldn't shake off the feeling of impending doom.

Parth nodded in agreement. "We're with you, brother." His eyes locked onto Abhimanyu's, filled with determination.

Abhimanyu took a deep breath, trying to compose himself. He couldn't let his anxiety show. Not now. He straightened his shoulders and pasted a confident smile on his face.

As they entered the conference room, Abhimanyu forced a warm welcome. "Welcome, gentlemen," Abhimanyu said, extending his hand. His voice was steady, but his heart still racing.

The clients smiled back, their faces expectant. They were unaware of the turmoil brewing inside Abhimanyu.

But Abhimanyu's mind was elsewhere. Riya's threat loomed large. What did she have planned? Would she sabotage the meeting? Abhimanyu's heart continued to race.

The clients began to take their seats, their chatter filling the room. Abhimanyu's eyes scanned the space, searching for any sign of trouble.

And that's when he saw her.

Riya.

Standing in the corner.

Her eyes locked onto his.

A sly smile spreading across her face.

Abhimanyu's world began to crumble. His vision blurred, and his breath caught in his throat. How did she get here? What was she planning?

The room fell silent, awaiting Abhimanyu's presentation. But his mind was frozen.

Riya's presence had changed everything.

The outcome hung precariously in the balance.

Would Abhimanyu regain control?

Or would Riya's revenge destroy everything?

Mr. Saxena, the lead client, smiled warmly as he turned to Riya. His eyes sparkled with affection, and his voice dripped with pride.

"I'd like to introduce my girlfriend, Riya," Mr. Saxena announced, his words echoing through the conference room.

The room fell silent. Abhimanyu's eyes widened in shock, his mind reeling with the implications. Riya, his ex-girlfriend, was now Mr. Saxena's girlfriend? The thought sent a chill down his spine.

Ekansh and Parth exchanged stunned glances, their faces reflecting their concern. They knew Riya's history with Abhimanyu, and the potential consequences of this revelation.

Riya's smile grew, her eyes locked onto Abhimanyu's. Her gaze was triumphant, as if she had won a twisted game. Abhimanyu felt a surge of anxiety, his heart racing with anticipation.

"Welcome, Riya," Abhimanyu managed to choke out, his voice strained. He couldn't believe the turn of events.

Riya's laughter echoed through the room, a melodic sound that sent shivers down Abhimanyu's spine. "Thank you, Abhimanyu," she purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

Mr. Saxena's expression turned serious, oblivious to the underlying tension. "Shall we begin the presentation?" he asked.

Abhimanyu's world crumbled. His company's fate seemed sealed. Riya's presence had changed everything.

How could he salvage the situation? Could he convince Mr. Saxena that Riya's involvement was a conflict of interest?

The outcome hung precariously in the balance. Abhimanyu's future, his company's future, rested on the next few minutes.

Would Abhimanyu find a way to overcome this obstacle? Or would Riya's revenge destroy everything he had worked for?

The silence was palpable, the tension thick. The conference room had become a battleground.

Abhimanyu steeled himself, determination burning within. He would not let Riya win. Not without a fight.

Before Abhimanyu could respond to Mr Saxena Aarushi burst into the room, her arrival a timely rescue. Her eyes sparkled with determination as she hurried towards Abhimanyu.

"Aarushi!" Abhimanyu exclaimed, relief washing over his face.

"I've got everything, Abhimanyu," she said, her voice confident. "All the documents and presentation are saved in this laptop."

She handed him a laptop and pendrive, her hands brushing against his. Abhimanyu's tension eased, replaced by gratitude.

"Thank you, Aarushi," he whispered, his eyes locking onto hers.

Riya's eyes narrowed, her gaze shifting between Abhimanyu and Aarushi. Her expression darkened, sensing the shift in power dynamics.

"Who is this?" Riya asked, her voice laced with disdain.

Abhimanyu smiled, his confidence restored.

"Allow me to introduce Aarushi Abhimanyu Goenka my wife " Abhimanyu said, his voice firm.

Aarushi stepped forward, her poise impressive.

"Hi, Mr. Saxena," Aarushi said, extending her hand.

Mr. Saxena's expression softened, his eyes crinkling at the corners.

"Hello, mrs Goenka
," Mr. Saxena replied, shaking her hand.

Aarushi turned to Riya, her smile unwavering.

"Hi," Aarushi said.

Riya's gaze lingered, her eyes flashing with annoyance.

"Abhimanyu accidentally brought my laptop," Aarushi explained.

Mr. Saxena chuckled.

"No worries, these things happen," Mr. Saxena said.

Together, they left for the meeting room. Abhimanyu's heart swelled with gratitude.

Aarushi had saved him.

But Riya's presence still loomed.

What did she have planned?

Would Abhimanyu's presentation succeed?

The outcome hung precariously.

As they entered the meeting room, Abhimanyu steeled himself.

It was showtime.

Aarushi gave him a reassuring smile.

"You've got this, Abhimanyu," she whispered.

Abhimanyu nodded.

The battle began.

With Aarushi by his side, Abhimanyu felt invincible.

But Riya's eyes promised trouble.

The meeting room became a battleground.

Only time would reveal the victor.

But the main question was how she got them wasn't it all erased then-