"Brief me **Sophie," Tristan said to his Assistant who looks after the things related to international affairs.
"Delegates from all over the world arrived to have a talk with you about taking things forward, they are worried about your capabilities on holding affairs and commanding the affairs. There are eating one another' ears with so many doubts" Sophia briefed Tristan the inside deep talk.
One person dressed in the Maroon colour suit walked on the podium and adjusted his glasses.
"Here comes the fake sympathy," Tristan sang in his mind knowing what was about to happen.
Adjusting the glasses once again, the person who took the center stage tapped his lips wet before starting his speech.
"As of now all we need is a graveyard Rhea Baby, do we have vacancy over there? If not book one ASAP" Kunal grinned ear to ear.
"What? Maan, is he okay?" Rhea quizzed bewildered.
