Moments later, Aarohi came down from her room, a mischievous glint in her eyes and a small paper bag in her hand. She dashed toward Rudra, who immediately turned his pleading gaze to Veer, as if begging, Stop your wife, please! Veer, however, leaned back on the sofa, his expression smug and full of revenge, silently replying, You laughed at me, didn’t you? Now it’s your turn.

Veer’s men, standing quietly nearby, observed the unfolding scene with fascination. Aarohi sat cross-legged in front of Rudra, her grin wide and devilish. "Baby," she said sweetly, "you’re going to look like the most charming man ever."