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Nand shifted uneasily in his chair, the thought gnawing at him. "dad," he began, his voice tinged with concern, "what if this mysterious man isn't done with us? What if he has another plan in place, one that involves Rajeev and Gowthami again?"
Rudra looked up, his eyes narrowing as he considered Nand's words. "What are you getting at, Nand?" Nand leaned forward, the urgency of his thoughts propelling him. "What if the man we encountered wasn't really the mastermind? What if he was just a decoy, someone put there to mislead us while the real threat remains hidden, waiting for the right moment to strike? We've been so focused on the direct threat, but what if his true plan is to manipulate Rajeev and Gowthami again?" Rudra's eyes darkened as he pondered Nand's hypothesis. It was a disturbing yet plausible scenario. "You mean to say that while we were chasing shadows, he could have been setting up another trap, using someoRelated chapters
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