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Shravan closed his laptop after staring at it for hours without actually doing any work.

He should have listened to what she had to say.

He knows how much D Love means to her, and if she has decided to sell it to VK out of all people, there must definitely be a solid reason.

Shravan decided to wind up his work at the office and go home to Drishti.

"What magic has she done over him that he couldn't even stay angry at her?" he wondered with a soft smile.

"Anjali, hold all my calls for the day. I won't be available for the rest of the weekend," Shravan told the receptionist on his way out.

Shravan stared at the empty penthouse suite and sighed.

"Did she pack her bags and go to Siddhu's house in anger?" he wondered.

"She always has a way of making herself the injured party and him the offender," Shravan thought with a chuckle.

He took his phone to dial her number when he noticed a note placed on the coffee table.

It reminded him of the first note they exchanged during the initial days of