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Third POV Kiara chuckled when her mother held the bag she bought close to her and cried in happiness. "I have been trying to buy this bag and the shipping charges were expensive." "I know, you always wanted to have this bag. I have seen the pictures in your gallery," Kiara said. "Kia, she sent you the bag's photograph three times in a row. Asking you to get it," Ishaan said and Nandini glared at her. "Yes, I sent her. I even sent you the photograph when you went to Dubai. Did you get the purse for me?" Nandini asked Ishaan. "If it was a purse I would have bought it for you. It is a damn expensive bag and I don't like to swipe my card for it," Ishaan said shrugging his shoulders. "Anyway, no one would be able to notice what kind or how expensive bag you are wearing, mum. It is just th

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