Chapter 168 - It seemed that my day was destined to be ruined by women. (1/2)

|Eshan|

”Why so angry bro? Calm down. Can't I just visit my brother?”

I resisted an urge to roll my eyes as he used that fake affection. His eyes twinkled with glee as he found the anger resurfacing on my face. He was enjoying my plight.

”I don't have time to waste on a person like you.” I snorted. I was done with him. I had given him a chance but all he wanted to do was to annoy me. I had no mood to deal with someone like him. My company wasn't going to run smoothly if I continued to waste my office time with people like Rey.

I absolutely was not going to let my office work interrupt the time with my wife. I had to leave my beautiful wife alone at home. If coming to office meant

”Alright, alright. We'll talk business.” Rey raised his hands in surrender. I could see the desire of irritating me in his eyes. He held himself back with great restrain. ”Ms. Chandni, would you please,” he spoke to the person beside him.

I turned my gaze to look at the other person in the room I had not paid any attention to.

My eyes narrowed down a little when I saw the woman he had brought alongside. Her small round shape face looked familiar. I had seen her, somewhere. I could just not recall who she was.

”Hello Mr. Singhaniya, we meet again,” Ms. Chandni greeted with a bright smile on her face. Her eyes crinkled behind those big glasses when she smiled widely.

”She was the lawyer of the opposite party in that fire incident case,” Parth whispered in my ear when I looked at him questioningly.

Fire incident case. My eyes burned with anger when I recalled that specific incident.

”What is she doing here?” I shifted my focus to Rey. I wondered did he know about the history of that woman with our family business.

”Bro, do you know each other?” Rey raised his eyebrow in question. His face held confusion. Either he knew nothing or he was faking it. In either case, I wasn't going to let him ruin the last chance I had given him.

His constant addressing as 'Bro,' and 'Brother' was getting on my nerves. In childhood amongst all the cousins, he was my favorite. He would always follow me around, calling me bro in his that cute voice. He used to be stuck like glue to me and copy me. That adorable little version of him was so different from the man seating before me now.

I never understood how he strayed away so much. He was a brilliant student academically, a perfect son in his teens, and a guy everyone loved. However, nothing was the same now. The drastic change in his personality had come as a shock to me.