CHAPTER:- 27

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Ishita's Pov. I returned to my room and gave a thought to Dad... No, No Mr. Verma's words. He was right. In tension, I didn't analyse the situation in a perfect way. Thus, first I had to think about the two sides of story. No, first I need a calm and composed mind. I drank some water and for a minute kept feeling my breath. Finally, I was relaxed a bit. Connecting my intercom, I dialled to the peon and ask him to bring a copy of Aahan Choudhry's file, with a special warning of doing this secretly. Yeah, I could get it directly, but that would have worsen the situation, by awareing Abhay. And currently I was tackling his first plan, so I didn't want to alert him at all. However, the next minute my intercom buzz and I picked the call. It was from the nearby office, or to be precise from Aditi's. "Hello." I greeted. And like always, she didn't show a bit of politeness and started her rant, "I don't have time for your 'Hi' and 'Hello'. I need the designs for our new project now. And you have to make it in one hour, because it was your inability that you appointed and took that traitor under your team..." "Just stop there, Aditi Ray. It's not the way to talk to me. We are in equal positions in this company and by knowledge, I guess I am better than you. Coming about my team member, he has a name, 'Aahan Choudhry'. I would like if you will use this name instead of any adjective. About the designs, I would personally talk with MD. Now keep your mouth shut for some hours." I told. Surprisingly, this time I told her directly instead of keeping it on my mind. However, I ignored her words, as a knock on door took my attention. "Come in." With my permission, the peon entered with the copy of Aahan's file. I took it from him and checked everything. It was the right file. "Thank you." I muttered and he left with a smile. Okay, so I was being too exposed today in term of emotions. But it felt good. I was feeling light, when the people in front smile at my response and some unwanted people like Aditi stopped their useless rant. Obviously, she would have nagged me for thousand times for the designs, but now she didn't call again too. I was liking these changes. More precisely, I was loving these changes in me. At that moment, I had better things to do. So I opened the file and read the informations related to the fraud happened in our company. After reading the whole file, I closed it and kept on my table. Now, I had to prepare a conclusion. A Pen and a piece of paper, whenever I was confused, I used them to clear out things. Something that a computer screen could never do. And now the conclusion was - Verma Pvt. Ltd. had a deal with the new emerging textile company - STYLE, which wanted to expand its branch to online. And my team got the work of designing the website and logo. Aahan was precisely assigned with the logo design work. Then, the next day, we saw the same logo on another company's advertisement, whose name was 'SUNDARA'. And only two people had the idea about the logo, Aahan and me. It was sure that the villain here was Abhay Basu. But how he did it? To find it out, I need to hear the story from Aahan's side. I dialled his number. At fifth ring, he picked up the call. "Hello." He said from the other side. "Where are you, Aahan?" I directly asked. Though he tried to act normal, but his voice was unusual. "No where." He replied. "I never knew that such places exist." I replied sarcastically. "Now listen to me, come to my office in five minutes." "I am not your employee now. So you can't order me anymore." "Trust me I loved ordering you so much that I could move the mountain for stopping you here with me, forever." I replied and he went silent for a minute. The next moment, I heard a knock on my door. Confusedly I looked at Aahan, who was now on my door step. "What are you?" I asked in shock. "Superman!" He replied hitting my forehead slowly. "I was here only in the reception." "Yeah, with your long lost friend Riya." I mumbled. "Yes, and soon to be sister-in-law too." He winked. Alright that's a story to another day. "Ok, Aahan. I want to hear your side of story. Can you explain me what exactly happened according to you?" I asked. "Is this a part of the investigation procedure?" He asked. I nodded, though I was personally finding the truth. There was no official investigation. While Aahan started to descript his side of story. I listened to it very much carefully and finally he ended his side. "I guess, I need some fresh air. Excuse me, please." He requested. I could see how much exhausted he was! "Yeah. You can go now." I replied with a smile and he went out of my cabin. I wrote the conclusion of the same story in Aahan's version. Everything was same and the confusion sticked to the same point. How did the information leaked, when the only two people who knew it was me and Aahan! I rested my head on chair and suddenly something hit me hard. It was realisation! If the design was only with me and Aahan, then how did Mr. Abhay Basu get the design? How did he come to know that the exact design of 'SUNDARA' was copied from us? And there I got what I had desired. I knew what I had to do at that exact moment. Creativity was never a need of the moment, but a vast area of imagination. But, at that moment, I acquired it as a need of the moment only. And in the canvas of the computer screen, I got busy with drawing a new design. A few hours later, someone knocked the door. With my permission, the peon entered and asked me to join the meeting, that had started in the conference room. I closed all the documents I needed and did the necessary check. And then I went to the conference room, where the meeting will be held, regarding a decision for Aahan. But, I was determined to turn everything in his favour. To be continued...
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