I am doing this because I love you all. And don't try to butter me up again with compliments there won't be anymore chapter :P

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Mita's POV (Even though she is a bitch)

Huh... I hate living here with these peasants. I want to go back to delhi. Pune is so hot and boring. Daddy tells me I have to stay here and see what Vikram and Lila up to but lol I have many things to do with my life.

Where is Shivam taking Ajji to? Maybe some hole to die.

That vulture is like crying all day which is like soo depressing that it is boring me out.

She begged my daddy to spare Harish Kaka but how could daddy do that when Harish Kaka started being nosy and looking into stuff. He found out that Daddy killed Lila's parents and her dad.

Why did he do that? Why did he have to be nosy? He could have been alive.

Daddy will do anything to save me.

Daddy is the best.

I heard Lila's mom was poor. Uggh why did her father had to marry a beggar? Like seriously he could have married my aunt, my dad's sister and like he could have been alive.

Poor decisions get them killed. Daddy knows around.

Why are people still crying about Harish Kaka? He was not that happening. Uggh I feel like puking.

After 2 hours

"Miss Mita Mehra, you are under arrest under.." some inspector Chulbul Pandey said.

"You the hell are you? Wait till my Daddy knows about this. He will get you transferred to a desert." My Daddy can do that. He has political connection.

"Wait, I can't wait for 17 hours. So let me tell you again. You are under arrest for....." That inspector groaned on.

Daddy where are you?

After one hour

"My Daddy was not part of this. You are lying, that old vulture is lying" I was not going to give anything up. My Daddy would be proud.

After 20 minutes

"Please. Let me go, I had nothing to do with any of those murders. Daddy did it all"

I have to save myself. I have to save myself

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Vilas Mehra's POV

Finally in Chicago. The staff on flight was so incompetent. Nothing can stop me from breaking this deal.

"Mr. Mehra?" I turned around.

"Yes"

"We are from LAPD, We are here to arrest you for murders of...."

1 hour later

"You can't prove any of it" I said. I will be free within hours.

"We have better, a confession" The sandy haired officer said.

"Whose?" 

He started to play a tape.

 'Please. Let me go, I had nothing to do with any of those murders. Daddy did it all' came a very familiar voice.

That ungrateful bitch

"Me and my daughter were together in everything"

Take that my flesh and blood

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