"कोई भी तब तक चमत्कार नहीं कर सकता ,जब तक प्राप्तकर्ता पूर्ण विश्वास में न हो!!"*

-  The Blue skinned warrior

(*No one can work a miracle unless the recipient is in full faith)

Jin's kitchen

"...that's all..." Harish then scanned around the open road that seems to have become crowded with the office goers and children out of their school.

After an hour,

Harish paid for the meal and thought to leave when something struck his head.

"...yes Sir?...you called for me" as Jin came towards the man, Harish smiled to convey his little request.

Jin scratched his head as he saw the billionaire walk away from his restaurant, putting him in a fix – again.

The next day,

Sara was just listening to some good music as Rashmi had gone to the paediatrician for the baby's regular check-up.

"...babe?...come out!..." Sara looked back at her phone puzzled at what was Monica blabbering about and thought to check the street from her room window.

As suspected the naïve girl was waving at her, calling her out.

"...and what is it?..." Sara asked her who replied that she wanted to shop for her rehearsal.

Sara rolled her eyes at Monica's shopping spree at the slightest given chance.

At the shopping mall

Sara mindlessly brushed the fabric as Monica was trying out the seventh dress and checking herself out in the horizontal mirror.

"...yeah...fabulous!!..." a now tired Sara hummed in response to Monica's query on the dress.

Ping!

'...help!!...' her friend's message tensed Sara who tried calling him but couldn't get the reception.

As she went outside, Sara saw the way the voice was still cracking up.

Celine store

She finally got the signal and then continued to listen to the phone.

A slight breeze jolted her as she felt the sense of a known person invading her aura. She glanced around but saw no one.

"...yeah...I am listening..." she bought back her attention to the call, but she felt it again.

Her breathing increased as she felt a pull of string inside the store. She didn't think much and walked inside with the phone in her ear.

The person across could only blabber out his dilemma with a curious Sara trying to find the source of the pull.

"...um...do you have anything in turquoise...*chuckles*...I don't know...um...maybe teal...if not...yeah...?!sure..." the voice made her steps to halt and her eyes widened with the heavy breathing.

Harish was finding it difficult to purchase a good dress for Naina from among the line of beautiful pieces that the saleswoman was showing him.

The billionaire had his own boutique in the city which was apparently run by his little sister Naina and had her taste in the set of clothing from the latest trend being circulating in the fashion industry.

Harish was a businessman who knew the stock prices, inflation and fiscal policy trends in the business world as a setback to his zero knowledge on clothing brands.

"...I will call you later..." her breathless voice told the person across the call and walked towards the person talking from the array of clothing line, restricting her vision.

She moved through the line and didn't shift her longing gaze.

The laughter. Where did she know that person from?

The husky voice. Her nostrils perked at the scent. Minty. 

As her shivering hands pulled over the last clothing line to reveal him, it was the salesman folding the clothes.

Sara released her breath and jogged to look for him. But he just vanished.

".... Mam?!!...do you need something?!!..." the salesman asked the curious little Sara who shaked her head and went outside the store.

"...what was that?!!..." she brushed her lips and tried to understand on the events that just jolted her insides.

She relaxed herself moving out to Monica in the store. She should maybe, resume her mediation session again.

In the evening

Hotel Passione

"...of course, Chutki!!...I bought everything in your list...ok...yeah I told the salesman your colour turquoise...right?!! ...*chuckles*...he gave me the right size...how's our little wonder?!!...." as Harish talked with Naina over the video call, the sister immediately took him to the sleeping angel.

Harish had his fill of family talks and saw Taehyung occupy the hotel room. He kept the call with Hardik and told him that he would spend another week in Paris.

As Taehyung opened his laptop to show the evidences that he had gathered while scavenging the city and from his associates, Harish and him glued their eyes over the screen.

What they saw made Harish bit his lower lip and had the urge to call up Hardik to tell him about the most pivotal proof that they had got.

But. He need to gather more.

"...so, Sir what is your next order?...since we are so close to her?...should we just go and capture her?...or..." as Taehyung asked the quiet Harish who pursed his lips and looked back at him.

"...Tae?...for now we can only keep an eye on Nithya...and her associate...with gathering more information about her...but I believe that there is more to this...than meets the eye...where did say that your men had sighted her?"

"...um...in the middle east region...probably Dubai...or Sharjah...she is on loose after her brief act with the hoteliers, here...so, yeah...it's difficult to scan her...but not impossible...to the max...maybe a week...but we will catch her..." the confidence in which Taehyung spoke made Harish rely on the man and gave him the go to proceed with his investigations.

London

The Lone café

"...Abhishek...what are you thinking?..." The Deputy Chief asked the man who was shocked at the revelations that he got about Nithya.

"...do we still have our scan on her?!..." his question made the Deputy Chief go to his phone and check. The Asian man nodded with a serious stance.

"...good...keepme check and...Suga?...hope he knows...?!" the way Abhishek was keeping a check onthe most vital info about his birds, made Suga raise his brows.

"...don't worry...I am...with a little help...of course..." Suga kept the tea cup down and folded his hands with a smirk.

"...of course...who else?!...isn't it time...that you dump that...doubled faced...arrogant...son of a...!!" as Abhishek gritted his teeth remembering the night of the arson; when he had hoped for a particular agent to help him out. But when the time he just cowered away like a scared cat.

The weasel he was.

"...Abhishek?!...please?!!...he is my most trusted agent!!...yeah he has a thing for money...but he will never stab me in the back!!..." as Suga spoke through his gritted teeth, Abhishek could only shake his head.

"...yeah he is everyone's hope!!...isn't he?!!...humph!!..." Suga snickered at the remark pointing out the agent but he just gave it a deaf ear. Abhishek glanced over his watch to not miss his return flight to Paris in the evening.

The next day

"...no way!!...uhuh!!...no way Jin!!...I am not doing it!!..." Sara glared at him who could just pout at her refusal with Monica smirking at the Asian Chef.

"...honey?!!...please!!...I will give a whole week of free food!!...whatever you want...off the menu!!...please honey!...help me out to deal with him!!...please!!" as he folded his hands in front of the girl, Sara felt bad at his position.

She straightened him out with rubbing off the dust from his apron.

She tucked her hair behind her ears and looked over Monica who also signalled to help the poor soul.

Well, Monica just wanted the free food.

"...Fine!...but you will not utter a single word about this to Tai?!!...promise!!...and?!!... and?!!...I want 500€...per hour...for my impressive guiding services!!...deal?!!" Sara made her points to help out Jin who was approached by the billionaire man for a guide to tour the city.

"...500€?!!...an hour?!!...isn't that a tad bit...?!!" as he spelled his concern for such a high rate of guiding, a sassy Sara just picked her purse and tried to leave. But Jin caught hold of her wrist and tsked but finally agreed.

As Sara left the restaurant with a wide smile on getting the profitable end of her deal, Monica approached Jin who was calculating in the air.

She tapped his shoulder with her wide best smile asking "...what's on the menu today?"

"...Bibimbap, japchae...and kimchi fired rice...why?!!" as a frustrated Jin absentmindedly told her the day's menu, Monica rubbed her hands together.

She straightened herself and ordered him for a takeout like a boss. Jin got out of his zone and pulled her by the arm asking for the payment to which she reminded of the deal for free food. 

"...free food?!!...Sara got 500€ an hour...so, free food deal off!!...pay and take it!...otherwise...scam...little mouse...humph!!..." making Monica pout at the denial of her free food.

"...gongjja eumsig?!!... naega yeogiseo jaseondancheleul un-yeonghago iss-eo!... 500€?!...geu omanhan namjaleul eotteohge seoldeughal geos-inga?!!...Aish!!!" mumbling off Jin walked away to his kitchen, leaving a rather confused Monica.

("...gongjja eumsig?!!... naega yeogiseo jaseondancheleul un-yeonghago iss-eo!...1000$?!...geu omanhan namjaleul eotteohge seoldeughal geos-inga?!!...Aish!!!" – "...free food?!!...am I running a charity here!... 500€?!!...how will I convince that haughty man?!!...Sheesh!!" in Korean language.)

In the evening

Harish was just gazing at the setting sun with the lone thought of her and how fate has planned everything for him.

He clutched the linen cloth closer to him, with "...I will find you...one way or the other...and nothing will stop me...nothing..." kissing the cloth.

"...Sir?!..." Taehyung handed him the phone as Harish answered it with his usual hums.

A small smile spread across his lips as the person from across the call confirmed on the guide for his tour from the next morning.

"...Sir?!...can we trust this person?...I mean why is the need for this?...and on top of it!!...you are not allowing me to travel with you!!...what if this guide...is an assassin!!...please Sir...you have to let me join you!!...its my duty to protect you..." the man pleaded him as he had understood the slight trauma that Harish carried for his Pia.

But as Harish denied any help, Taehyung didn't give up and to the least asked him to equip himself with a hidden mic and camera.

Wherein Taehyung would be nearby if required.

Harish smiled at his concern for the billionaire who had only hoped to find his love in Paris.

Mumbai

Joshi Mansion

Hardik couldn't contain his excitement when Hemant and Himanshu landed in the mansion to spend some quality time with the baby – Sandesh.

After Naina cried on making her dad and brother to not go back to their forest cabin, Hemant couldn't help but adhere to her pleas.

Sanya was more than happy to have many helping hands for her and her baby Sandy.

As Hardik glanced over the prints that were faxed from the Chief's office, he rubbed his forehead and dialled the one person who was only at a call's distance.

Pune

At the café

Jhope was quietly enjoying the hot tea with his snack as he glanced over the jolly walkers over the footpath with the sun dawning on the crowd.

The street light flickered as the darkness fell on the road, with Jhope humming "...this is life!..."

Ring! Ring!

He muttered cusses at the person disturbing his peace and took the call with a fake smile.

"...hey!...I am doing my job!...ok?!!...and about the crack lady?!!...yeah!...I have got the documents...your man was right!...her brother is helping her out!...on the contrary, he did transfer around 2 million toa...um...Nishant Pvt. Ltd....account no. #####AB###89...yeah that's all..." sipping his tea Jhope waited for the woman across hum in satisfaction.

The woman sitting on her revolving chair of the posh AC office in the city of love; creased her brow at wondering why a business account was used for the purpose of dumping all the illegal money and that too, in an inland bank than a overseas one.

She kept the call with Jhope not before instructing the man to give further details of the said account and its owner.

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