Meanwhile, across the city at Arya Enterprises Headquarters...

Ira Mehra sat at the head of the sleek, oval-shaped conference table, her fingers idly tracing the edge of a document. The board members of Arya Enterprises sat around her, oblivious to the fact that the woman before them wasn’t just the daughter of Sameer Mehra, the company’s chairman, but its secret CEO. To them, she was Arya, the business consultant brought in to streamline operations. Only a select few knew her true identity, and that was exactly how Ira wanted it.

“Miss Arya, the projections for the upcoming quarter look promising,” one of the board members commented, handing her a detailed report. “With the current growth, we should be able to outpace Malhotra Industries in the tech sector by year-end.”

Ira took the report and glanced at it, her sharp hazel eyes scanning the numbers. While most people would have been content with the company’s rapid growth, Ira wasn’t. She wasn’t just competing for profit—she was competing to be the best. The rivalry between Arya Enterprises and Malhotra Industries was no secret, and Ira took personal pride in the fact that her company was inching ahead.

“I expect those projections to be exceeded,” Ira said, her voice calm but firm. “Make the necessary adjustments and ensure our international partnerships are solidified.”

The board members nodded, used to her high expectations. Ira wasn’t one to settle for mediocrity, and under her leadership, Arya Enterprises had thrived.

As the meeting concluded and the board members filed out, Ira’s personal assistant approached her with a message. “Ma’am, your father has requested your presence at dinner tonight. He mentioned it’s important.”

Ira sighed, running a hand through her long black hair. Whenever her father used the word “important,” it usually meant family business, and family business always meant marriage talk.

Her father, Sameer Mehra, had been subtly pushing the idea of her settling down for the past year. Ira, however, had no interest in marriage, especially not when she was in the prime of her career. But she knew better than to defy her father’s wishes without at least hearing him out.

“Fine,” Ira said, standing up and gathering her belongings. “Tell him I’ll be there.”

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