Palvinderkaur

Kiefer Samuel,  a girl lived in countryside growing up with his mother, finds that she's actually  the daughter of a wealthy family.  Her father is Heaven Samuel who lives with another family in B town. 

Kiefer is a talented girl who completed his study from the top medical university of the country M and also studied ancient medical practice.

Mean while, Davis White, heir of the white family business( white pharma Inc.)  plans to start new venture with the help of new talent in medical field. while searching for these talent he came across Kiefer Samuel straight A student with medical knowledge of modern and ancient practice and setup a meeting for the venture agreement. 

When he laid his eyes on Kiefer he got enchanted with Kiefer beauty. 
Kiefer has long hair length till her waist,  with blue eyes,  height of 5"7' which attracted Davis  towards her.


" I want us to start business in B town only" I said with full determination. Davis looked at me with confused look as he was planning to start it in town A.
"may I ask why"
"MY BUSINESS IN NOT FINISHED HERE YET and I'll appreciate  if you keep my details in dark ".

Ms. Tycoon strike back-waiting for the Revenge

I sighed and stepped out of her room, leaving her to rest, and made my way to mine to freshen up.

I pulled out a sharp black three-piece suit—double-breasted, paired with a crisp white shirt, a silk tie, and a folded pocket square. Once I was dressed, I headed to the dining hall and waited for Keifer to join me.

Suddenly, a loud scream echoed from her room.

Without hesitation, I bolted from my seat and ran upstairs, pushing past anyone who got in my way. My chest tightened with panic as I reached her door.

Keifer was standing in the center of the room, her eyes scanning her surroundings with fierce suspicion.

"What happened? Are you alright?" I asked, approaching cautiously.

She turned to me with a sharp glare. "Where am I? And what are you doing here, Mr. White?"

The cold tone caught me off guard. She was acting like a complete stranger.

A slow smile crept onto my face. Impressive performance. She must've forgotten I was with her just hours ago. Or maybe she was pretending. Either way, she should've been an actress.

I took a breath, amused. "First of all, it's Davis," I said, then added with a smirk, "Second, I think you know very well what happened… and why you're here."

I let my gaze linger on hers, letting the silence speak. My steps moved closer, shortening the space between us.

Her ears began to flush red, and the pink blush on her cheeks deepened. Every reaction she gave me—every flicker of emotion—only made me want to pull her closer.

Two steps away, I stopped. My voice dropped, calm but firm.

"I need to talk to you. Get changed. I'll be waiting in the dining hall."

Then I gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.

She blinked, clearly stunned by the gesture, and slowly nodded.

I gave her one last glance, then turned and walked out.

How did I end up sleeping next to Davis White—and in his arms?

My head spun. He must think I'm some kind of gold-digger… desperate to crawl into his bed.

I clenched my fists. I had to fix this before he misunderstood everything. I couldn't afford distractions. Not when I needed him—for my goals.

Then an idea struck. What if I acted like I didn't remember anything?

I screamed loudly, loud enough to make the walls shake. Within seconds, Davis burst through the door, looking like he'd been struck by lightning. His eyes were wide with concern—like he was genuinely scared something had happened to me.

"What happened? Are you okay?" he asked, breathless.

The way he looked at me—like he was in pain—it threw me off.

I swallowed and forced a glare. "Where am I? And what are you doing here, Mr. White?"

His expression softened into an amused smile, like he saw right through me. Like he knew I was pretending.

And the worst part? He didn't seem angry. Just… entertained.

As he took slow, deliberate steps toward me, I could feel my face heating up. My ears burned, and my heart pounded like a runaway train.

Then, with a neutral expression, he said, "I wanted to talk to you. Get changed. I'll be waiting in the dining hall."

His fingers brushed against my cheek as he tucked my hair behind my ear.

And just like that… he walked away.

Leaving me standing there like a fool. My knees felt like jelly. My heart? Still racing.

Pretend to be Normal