Ira looked at Vivan sideways. Their eyes met for a second, yet it was enough to exchange each other's thoughts.
The warmth behind her chilly facade was only visible to this man. He held her hand under the table. Ira let it rest on his thigh.
'Is this the surprise? For me?!' He got ecstatic, almost trembled in excitement.
'Oh, my wife is so smart.'
On hearing Ira's straightforward demand, A.K. Jain got baffled. With some uncertainty, he tried to entice them with money: "I can offer 30 million dollars as compensation." He still held the last strand of hope. It soon vanished when he saw a resolute Ira leaning on the sofa, not willing to say a word more.
'Oh! I should help my wife.' Vivan noted to himself.
"I heard that the Kirat Mountain Villa is a beautiful place. It has nice scenery and fresh air." He didn't beat around the bush. His words sounded more like a warning.
