ISHQ MEIN TERE ✔️

|~ THIRTY- FOUR ~|

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"Haume samajh nahi aa raha hai aapko SP kaise bana diya...!" Anubhav taunted his father-in-law, who was trying to trace Haseena.

"Kabiliyat dekh kar... tumhari tarah baap ke naam paise se nahi bane...!" He retorted.

"Haan toh phir abhi apni kabiliyat dikhaiye aur Haseena ki location trace kariye, warna aapka pura headquarters hila denge...!" Anubhav warned, while driving his car.

"Number switch off hai... track nhi ho payega itna aasani se, baki humne control room ko bola hai...!" Keshav said angrily.

"Samajh nhi aa raha hai ki Haseena ko achanak se kya hua jo woh aise ghar chhod kar chali gayi...!" Anubhav said, his worry evident.

"Yeh Jeevika kaun hai?" Keshav's question caught Anubhav's attention.

"Kya kaha?" He asked.

"Haseena ko last call kisi Jeevika ke number se aaya hai...!" Keshav said, showing him the details of the last person who called Haseena.

"Nhi, is Jeevika ko nhi jaante, hamari assistant hai Jeevika naam ki par uska surname bhi change hai aur yeh nahi hai...!" Anubhav said, unable to recognize the girl in the photo.

"Kahin Sweety ne toh fake number se call nhi kiya tha...!" They both speculated together.

"Isliye hum use jaane nhi de rahe the, kam se kam Singh Mansion se bahar jati toh pata chal jata...!" Anubhav angrily hit the steering wheel.

"Humne kaha tha woh Sweety tumhari shaadi ke baad shaant nahi rahegi aur dekh lo, ho gaya...!" Keshav replied angrily.

"Isi wajah se toh hum ghar nahi chhod rahe the, kam se kam wahan sabke saath busy rehti... ghar se akele bahar nahi jati... par sab barbad ho gaya...!" Anubhav cursed himself for being irresponsible about his wife's safety and carelessness.

"Abhi khud ko kosna chhodo aur socho Haseena kahan ja sakti hai...!" Keshav said, still not getting any information about Haseena's location.

When his phone rang, he picked up the call and a smile crept onto his lips.

"Overbridge...!" He said to Anubhav with a smile, and Anubhav swiftly changed gears.

On the other side, a grand mansion, even larger than the Singh's.Sweety lounged on the couch, legs crossed, while a young woman in her mid-twenties stood before her.

"Tumhari yeh information sahi hai? Kyunki is baar Mera plan flop hua toh janti ho na..tumhara Bhai..!" Sweety said, toying with a fruit knife, a smirk dancing on her lips.

"Janti hoon mam, isliye kah rahi hoon..jaise sir ne mera phone cut Kiya tha...kuch bada hua hai unke beech...!" The girl replied. Sweety smiled, sauntering towards her.

"Good..agar yeh sach hua toh tum kal apne Bhai se mil sakti ho (the girl smiled, but Sweety pressed the knife against her neck) agar galat hua toh use do din phir bhukha rehna padega...samjhi na pyaari Jeevika Didi..!" Sweety said with a wicked smirk, while Jeevika nodded with teary eyes.Yes, she was Jeevika, Anubhav's assistant.

"Last time bhi sahi information di thi mam bas pata nhi kaise sab gadbad ho gya aur Haseena ka number bhi toh maine hi Diya..kam se kam ek baar toh mujhe mere Bhai se milne dijiye..!" Jeevika pleaded, but Sweety grabbed her wrist and twisted it behind her.

"Jyada chu chapad na karo mere samane, jo kaha hai woh chup chap Karo warna milna toh chhodo tumhare Bhai ko upar bhej dungi...!" Sweety angrily warned, aggressively twisting Jeevika's hand as tears streamed down her cheeks.The household helpers watched in silence, like blind and mute witnesses, knowing that if they intervened, Sweety would surely unleash her fury upon them.