It leaves me to wonder how Nathan’s meeting with Sanjay went. Using that as an excuse, I grab my phone and pull open our chat.
“I’m checking up on my client,” I hum. “That’s all.”
ME: Hey, how did the golf session go with Sanjay?
Sounds polite and professional, right? Or like a girlfriend asking about his day?
Stop overthinking.
Ugh… I put my phone face down.
Focusing on my laptop, I distract myself with work. The conversation with Rashmika replays in my head.
She said the perpetrator was attending the gala and is someone Nathan is extremely close with or works at his company. A random person wouldn’t come after Nathan twice, if all they wanted was to spread a scandal.
Who would have the most to gain by ruining Nathan’s reputation?
A single name pops up.
And he was there that night.
Rakesh Singhania.
My gut screams it’s him. That man wouldn’t hesitate to throw dirt at his own flesh and blood. I’ve witnessed firsthand how deep-seated his need for control is. He most likely went digging around Nathan’s engagement and someone uncovered the truth.
Let’s not forget he despises Iris with a passion.
Rashmika shared the guest list to the gala when she began investigating. I open the Excel file to go through the names and see who else attended that can’t stand Nathan’s success, besides Rakesh.
I scan the list.
No name besides Nathan’s conniving father stands out. If my instincts prove correct and Rashmika comes up with proof, it’ll devastate Nathan. There’s no love lost between the two of them, but the betrayal will still cut deep.
The ping of the notification yanks me from my troubling thoughts.
My heart rate jumps, thinking it’s Nathan texting back.
When I look, it’s my sister’s name flashing on the screen.
BIANCA: You free tonight for dinner at my place?
ME: With you and Dash?
Frankly, he intimidates me. The man has two sides. A protective and mischievous one he reserves solely for Bianca, and the broody and unapproachable one for the rest of the world.
I’ve witnessed both when they came for family dinner after they had just gotten married. Of course, my parents and I had no clue that it was of convenience.
I push those ugly memories back.
We’re moving on.
BIANCA: No, he’s out of town.
BIANCA: Why do you ask? Did you want to meet him? :D
ME: Will you guarantee he’ll let me inside the door?
BIANCA: Stop being silly. I told you he’s not mad at you.
