A Surprise For Tripti

As soon as the meeting concluded, Sarvagya turned to Sara and said firmly "We should leave now. I don't want to waste a single moment here."

Sara, who had been reviewing some documents, looked up and asked "Is there any emergency sir? We were not able to have proper breakfast, can't we at least have lunch before heading back? The hotel is nearby, and since we're flying back on a private plane, there's no real rush."

Sarvagya didn't even glance at her as he replied coldly "That's my personal matter. I'm the boss here and I don't owe you an explanation."

His mood was already sour. He was missing Tripti terribly. They hadn't spoken properly in days, and now she was ignoring him completely. He knew it was his fault. The moment he had reached Ahmedabad, he should have called her, even if just for a few minutes. A simple message, a short conversation—anything to let her know that she was on his mind. But thanks to Sara, he had been occupied the entire time.