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We reached the party. Congratulated the men and talked business with a glass of wine in our hands. Everyone looked gorgeous and pretentious. Expensive clothes, shoes, smell. Random photographs, interviews poured in. I filtered through the journalists and numerous paparazzi. I have had enough shares of the interviews and photographs. It's funny how I once craved attention and now that I got all of it...it made me suffocate. Vijay was somewhere talking to other business tycoons. He might not still have the slightest idea of how to handle the business but he was sure a smooth talker. He made friends really quick. He was the social butterfly and I the asocial moth. "Miss Mathur! Glad you are here..." A man in white suit approached. He looked like he was in his fifties but the flirtatious
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