Chapter 158 - Threat (2/2)

I frowned in my mind. I did not have his shares, then what was the point of his visit?

”Go and talk to your father. I wasn't one to take them back,” I replied.

”Ah, my dad! What a great father I have!” Rey sarcastically laughed. I could see the pain behind them. I didn't know what went wrong in their relationship. However, I had no interest in knowing that as well.

He pulled out something from his coat and then threw it out. I watched as the papers floated in the air before they landed all-around me in my office.

”What do you think would happen to your reputation if I placed them on the internet? Maybe, to media? 'The business tycoon,Mr. Eshan Singhaniya playing a game of tug and war with his new playmate, in the middle of night.'?

I was taken aback once I saw them, however, I sighed in relief as well for they had not caught the face of the woman in my arms. I sighed in relief because they weren't taken last night. I sighed in relief because he didn't know about the woman in the pictures.

My blood boiled listening to his words that were getting crude.

”How did you get them?” I glared, clenching my fist by my side.

The photos were taken from a long distance, that was why there was not a single shot of Innaya's face. They were taken on the night when Innaya had accidentally gotten drunk. Though those photos didn't reveal her identity, if media were to get wind of it, they would relentlessly be behind it. It wouldn't take them long for unearthing everything about Innaya.

One could never trust the media. I didn't wish for things to get difficult for her. She was finally getting better. I would never allow this nonsense to grow into  scandal.

”That's not important bro. What's important is what you would do. I'll be generous and give you a week. Make your decision, I will see you after an week.” He made his way to the door. He suddenly stopped and tilted his head as if pondering something.

I so hated myself in the moment. I wanted to reach him a lesson for messing with me, but I stopped myself. Everything had its own time,being hasty wasn't a solution. I needed time to get to the bottom of this.

”Oh, and by the way. These aren't the only photos I have,” he said before he left with a smug smile.

I threw down the glass in my hand. It shattered in many pieces and lay scattered in the ground.

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It had been quite a while since Rey left. His words were still ringing in my mind. I felt sick at the thought that ever since Innaya and I had got married, we had got less quality time and more issues on our plates to deal with. 'Did this have no end?' For how long were we supposed to deal with these things? We had barely got any time to explore and nourish our relationship. I had not even been able to take her to a honeymoon. Innaya already had her issues and the kind of things that had happened after we got married, had just added on to them.

My gaze went back to my mother's photo frame. ”Wish you were here, Mom. Wish you were here,” I murmured, picking up the frame as I talked to her but hoping she wouldn't listen. Mothers' instincts! You would never know how but their child in trouble and they would just get to know. How? Some questions do not have answers.

I placed the frame back on the desk, carefully making it stand but just a moment after I kept it there, and was about to call the one on the other side of the door in, the frame fell forward, and came crashing on the floor. The glass frame now was lying scattered in pieces on the floor.

My heart suddenly stopped beating for a moment. Somehow, it felt as if it wasn't the frame that was broken but my relationship with Mom. I couldn't bear the thought. It was a macabre one.

I bent down to take out the photo from the frame. As I stared at our picture, I couldn't resist the fear that gripped my heart. My lips involuntarily kissed Mom in the picture. I had heard, at times, the universe sends you signal. I wondered if this was a way to convey that something bad was coming my way.

'Stop it, Eshan.' I forced a break to my thoughts that were all over the place. What was I even thinking? Neither did I believe in superstitions nor did I encourage them. I shrugged it off, thinking once in a while… mind begins thinking stupid things on its own.

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