The late evening draped the city in a shawl of golden haze, the world outside Kabir Roy’s study thrumming with life—a stark contrast to the heavy silence within these walls. Despite the grandeur of his home, with its ornate columns, towering windows, and echoing marble corridors, Kabir felt a bone-deep chill creeping through the cracks of certainty. Joy at seeing Arjun and Haider together again was brief, replaced by the feeling that something precious was slipping through his fingers.
Since Arjun’s bombshell—someone was trying to split the Roys and Maheshwaris apart—Kabir hadn’t felt peace. The question pulsed in his mind: Who could want to destroy their bond? For years, their families had stood strong amid storms of rivalry and jealousy that swirled through the city’s elite circles. Was
