Sneha remained stunned since the moment she entered the room where she was to have lunch with one of the most influential men in Mumbai. Her eyes remained wide as she saw the exquisite architectural work on the ceilings, paintings on the walls, pleasing carpets on the floor and the lightings all around her. Everything was beautiful and she could stay all day and night seeing them.

Even now, as she sat at a table meant for two, she kept her gaze on the different culinary items placed in front of her in a disciplined manner. She heard the sound of the closing of the door and immediately realized that Viraj had come back. He had excused himself for a short while after he made her sit comfortably on the chair.