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‘Meet me at Cafe Mexicano on Monday at 11 am.

VK.’

Drishti frowned, looking at the message again on Monday morning.

"Why would Vedant Khoda want to meet her?" she wondered.

"Isn't he in some kind of rivalry with her husband?"

If she tells Shravan, he will straight out tell her not to meet him. Then she wouldn't be able to know what he wants.

She will tell him after the meeting.

Normally, she wouldn't respond to such an arrogant message. But the man is a Khoda. Her father was able to achieve his dreams because of the Khodas. So there is no way she was going to ignore the message of a Khoda.

"Drishti, keep your phone aside and concentrate on what you are doing," Shravan reprimanded as he walked into the kitchen.

Drishti had been learning simple cooking recipes from the lady who comes for cooking, and she had been trying to fry pakoras.

"Oh no! The pakoras cheated," Drishti cried.

"Cheated?" Shravan frowned.

"They were supposed to turn golden brown, but they turned black," Drishti compla