At the Hotel room

"...are you sure?...that bastard!!..." Nived banged the phone with the looking over the huffing Nithya with red eyes glaring at the floor murmuring '...I will murder him...!!!' with crushing the paper foil in her hands.

She got up with screaming on the top of her voice and trying to smash everything in her reach.

"...Stop it!!...Nitu get hold of yourself!!" as Nived tried to make the maddening woman calm down with holding her shoulders, she slumped down on the floor crying her eyes out.

"...we are doomed...they have our proofs...they will know who I am...they will come after me...Parvathi!!...they will catch hold of her...I-I can't...let them...hurt my child...please we should....we should just...I must go...to help my child...Parvathi...." She was blabbering nonsense with losing her remaining sanity and only thought of her child at her most vulnerable time.

Nived was going haywire himself, with not able to get the flight tickets to Mauritius and the officials still tracking them. He had made some arrangements to get false visa under fake identity but that itself would take around three to four months. This meant for them to wait and be in hiding for some time.

She knew that she had lost when they came to know about Edward being the field agent of the most elite officers scout in the west.

And with her track record of being a con-woman with the Masood case and the ongoing Sebastian trial, she knew that her time was up.

The pendrive that had the record of her con work and even her being undergone surgery to look like Feroza. The cosmetic surgeon, the hospital, the murder of Alyah.

Everything will fall in place with Hemant's deed being hidden from the world. Again.

She knew about Hemant's death but that didn't bring even a wrinkle on her forehead. The one man who favoured his bastard of a son who had r##ed her Parvathi so brutally that she was on her deathbed when she found her.

Nithya thought that if she was going down, she would drag the Joshi name in mud before flashing their real face to the world.

Three months later

The HQs

Arjun was lying down the papers that were getting faxed from the Canada office as per Namjoon's instructions.

Kookie and Chris had gone to check on the hotel room that they got a hint of Nived and Nithya's hideout to catch them before they could leave the country.

Hobi was working with Abhishek on figuring out the missing hints in the proofs that Kookie has initially captured in his GoPro from the Deshpande Mansion.

"...hey?...who is Nishant?" As Hobi asked a particular name that popped in one of the letters being displayed in the photo, Rashmi came towards not before placing the refreshments on the table.

Her brains searched for the similar name that she had forgotten long ago.

The company in which Nithya was putting her money deals. The one dealt with the Dubai client which Hobi had sent her the details about.

"...no...it's not a company...but...you better look..." as Abhishek gave the phone to Rashmi, she read the official letter from the phone.

Dear Mr. Nishant Deshpande, I hope this letter finds you well. I am writing to officially notify you that your tenancy at Tridev Villa is terminated by the terms of our lease agreement dated 24/05/1990. The grounds for eviction are non-payment of rent from June 1996.

An eviction notice sent to a Nishant. On searching the other documents, Hobi confirmed that it was Nived and Nithya's father name.

Abhishek saw the confused look on Rashmi as she scrolled through the phone for more such letters and she found another one.

"...love. We are so happy for you. Sanket finally proposed! Wow. But honey, I hope he won't ask for dowry? You know we can't afford that. Ever since your father died. It is only me who has to earn for the rent. I know you are sending for your brother's college fees. But, love. I am sorry. You have to opt for register marriage. Love you."

"...who is Sanket?...maybe Nithya's previous husband?!!...or...lover *whispering with a doubt*?!!..." as Hobi included his doubts, Rashmi continued to read the other letters.

"...your brother got admitted for his stomach ache...again. We need the money for his treatment. Your father is trying his best to support us. I was given only 50 Rs. from my master for the housework. We need Rs. 500 for the treatment. Think you can send us some from your tuition salary? Please we need the money."

Rashmi then read the other letters which showed the dilemma of a mother to keep up with their sufferings and letting their daughter to overcome them.

Nithya would have been working and sending her hard earn money to her parents for letting them live peacefully. While herself struggling to make ends meet.

So, was Sanket the boyfriend or the husband. As she read and re-read the letters, she could conclude that Nithya had a bad youth and maybe a worse love affair.

"...ok...I think we have to take a break...Hobi lets eat in the new joint that you told us about..." Abhishek called the officials who seemed tired from working day and night on the case.

He signalled Rashmi to get some rest and let herself some free time from the case.

In the evening

Joshi Mansion

Naina was gazing over the setting sun from her room balcony as she felt lonely in the big mansion. She had hardly spent some quality time with her father when fate decided to take him away from her.

"...can I come in?" the mild voice startled the girl but she tried to invite Pia with a little smile. Naina was happy to have her Pia Di who would always accompany her whenever she would be free.

Harish had made it stern with her to not attend the office and stress herself with any work of sorts.

Even when home, She would have a maid to look after her every needs and cook whatever delicacy that she would carve at the moment.

Not that she was craving something but she missed her hometown a lot.

Rashmi would try to make some French food for her time to time, with Abhishek dropping them often. And whenever she would like some non-French food, her Priyanka Tai would bring some seafood cooked by Radhika for her.

Harish had alerted everyone to not let Pia get a shocker with revealing her identity as Pia in a flash. They would reveal it to her one by one. Starting with caring for her and making her feel home with their undisputed love for their Pia.

"...what is this?!" as Naina opened the box, she found some fresh macarons which smelled divine, urging her to have a bite.

As she relished the taste, Pia was smiling widely on finally making the dull looking girl relaxed after so long.

Pia sat with Naina chatting with her about random things to make the girl forget her sadness for a while.

"...Pia Di?" as Naina absentmindedly called Pia who creased her brow whispering 'Pia' but smiled anyway to not correct the smiling girl who talked about her new painting.

"...I am thinking of adding some red...it will give the shades of erotica...what do you think?" as the girl wiggled her brows, Pia hummed in negation with suggesting some light purple instead.

"...Darling?!...we should have girls day out...what do you say?...I am bored sitting here...all the time..." As Pia expressed her desire to move out of the big mansion, Naina suggested her to join the office on which Pia shrugged with getting up.

"...I wish I could...but Harish doesn't want me to stress!!...Ugh!!...I hate being not able to be productive anymore!!...Get up in the morning...have breakfast...lie on the bed...have snacks...lie on the bed...have lunch...lie on the bed...*groan*..." saying so dramatically Pia slumped on the couch caressing her three month baby bump.

Naina chuckled seeing the grumpy face of the mother to be and jumped to cheer her Pia up.

"...Ok...lets go out for shopping?!!...I know a good mall...where we can shop till we drop and also relish on the new French restaurant that happened to have opened just last week...what do you say?!"

"...Ok....but...why don't we switch the French with some Korean food...I want some good bibimbap...how does that sound?!" as Pia wiggled her brows to the zoning out Naina, the girl perked up with hugging her Pia Di.

Canada

HQs

The officials were tracking the person who had tried again to create a havoc in the station. Just last week one of the police officer had a mild escape from being blown up to smithereens by a suspectable object being kept on his table.

He was able to manage away with some minor injuries but was traumatised with scaring the other officers along.

Namjoon was not able to do much from Mumbai but it assign his best man Jimin to look into the matter with giving him time to time reports.

Mumbai

The hotel room

"...so?!!...when are we going to get our tickets?!!..." as Nithya yelled at Nived who was on the phone with the agent who was asking for more money on releasing the tickets to Mauritius asap.

"...Nitu please!!...hello?!...yeah...do hurry...I need it by this weekend...!!..." as he kept the call rubbing his forehead, Nithya was getting restless with hiding from the officials for so long and their bank account reaching zero.

Yes, the travel agent was kind of looting them with the promise of fake visa and a safe journey outside the country.

But Nived couldn't help but abide by the people who were conning them with the hope to get away from the officials and the Joshis'

It was just two days back that Nived had a wild escape from one of the Joshis', particularly Sanya when he had gone to get Nithya's medicines from the chemist.

It was his good luck to have a mask to hide his identity from the keen eyed Sanya.

But enough was enough, they needed to get away from the lot. 

💞💞💞💞💞
Hello my dear Readers

The story of two individuals who venture into their new journey of love❤️❤️

Do give your support and love for their second chance ❤️

Lots of love 💖

Take care 💖