Karan turned toward her slowly, smirking hard.
“Come on, Mishti,” he said lightly. “Do not act so innocent now. You already know about this, don’t you?”
“Yes, but—” she began.
He did not let her finish.
Karan shifted his gaze to Daksh, whose shock deepened at the implication that Mishti had known this. The see-saw of emotions played clearly on Daksh’s face, his disbelief now turning into dread.
“Your loving sister,” Karan continued calmly, “is the one who worked on this entire project to make all of this possible.”
Daksh glared at Mishti, who shook her head immediately, stepping forward. “No,” she said firmly. “I had nothing to do with the Lexi Group directly. I only worked on Trinity and Co. To help KW Capital bring them down.”
Karan nodded once, as if confirming a well-laid plan. “Exactly,” he said. “But Trinity joined hands with Lexi for a larger investment. That investment was meant to revive Trinity, to bring it back into shape.”
He paused deliberately, letting each word settle.
“And now,” he continued, “Lexi has merged with us, discreetly, without letting Trinity even sense what was coming. And KW Capital will never allow Trinity to receive that investment anymore.”
His eyes locked onto Daksh.
“Trinity will be crushed,” he said. “Reduced to ashes. That is exactly where it belongs. There will be no mercy.”
He clenched his jaw further. “Trinity is doomed, Daksh.”
Daksh staggered back a step, the strength draining from his face. Divya gasped and instinctively caught hold of him, supporting him, as he struggled to remain upright. Her eyes darted between the two men, completely lost, unable to understand anything, just like Mishti, whose head spun.
“Stop talking in riddles,” Mishti said angrily, turning to Karan. “What does Trinity have to do with Daksh bhai?”
For the first time since the confrontation began, Karan exhaled, as though he had been waiting for this exact moment.
“Finally,” he said quietly. “Nowyou are asking the right question.”
A slow grin spread across his face, one that made Mishti’s stomach drop. “Trinity’s founder and acting head, Mr R. Menon, exists only for the world to see.”
Mishti felt her pulse thud loudly in her ears.
“The real owner,” Karan continued, “the man who owns Trinity and ensured his name never surfaced, is none other than your brother.”
He turned toward Daksh then.
“Daksh Goel.”
The world tilted beneath Mishti’s feet. Trinity was her brother’s company?
Her eyes moved slowly to Daksh, searching his face for denial, for some sign that this was another layer of Karan’s mind games. But there was nothing. Only anger and fear, enough to tell her everything she needed to know.
But why did he keep this a secret? Not just from the world but from his own sister?
Before she could voice the questions, Daksh erupted.
“This is not possible,” he snapped, his voice shaking with fury. “You are lying, Karan. This Lexi Group and your merger are all a lie. I don’t believe this.”
Karan did not flinch.
“It is already done, Daksh. It’s right in front of you.”
He took a step forward, locking his ruthless gaze onto Daksh’s. “I knew from the very beginning that you were running two businesses.”
