“If Simmi wanted to stay in the hostel, let her try her luck.” Samrat said with an evil smirk.
Simmi looked at his smirked face and got that he was up to something which was no good for her, but she can’t figure out.
‘Now what is cooking in this Hitler’s brain, obviously he must have plan something to stop me, but what was that?’
Simmi was in her deep thoughts when her phone rang, zooming her out.
She answered the unknown number.
“Hello Simmi Oberoi speaking.”
All looked at Simmi, then at Samrat when she didn’t address herself Malhotra. Samrat assured them through eyes to not worry, just wait and watch.
“What, how could you do this to me? It makes no sense.” Simmi yelled in dismay and everybody held their breath to know the details of this call. Why Simmi is anxious?
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