Bijoy was looking at Mishti and Sid for so long when they didn't care about their surroundings and we're busy chatting. He couldn't stop himself for long as he went there interrupting them.
"Mishku" Bijoy pulled his daughter away from Siddharth.
"Pops. It's Siddharth. Shruthi's friend. Back then, I was just pulling his legs." Mishty cleared it before the equation between them worsened more.
"Does it matter to me?" Bijoy grabbed Mishti and started leaving, showing his displeasure towards Siddharth.
"Uncle relax. I don't know what I did wrong for you to get mad at me like this? I mean look at yourself. Who will believe that you are a don?" Sid asked and bites his tongue instantly. His words made Bijoy madder.
"Put some filter in your mouth before opening it" Mishth mumbled and controll
