"Collect as much information as possible. I want to catch her red handed without any rejections from the people in D floor.
"Okay, Sir"
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"Where did you get those outfits my little one?" Anantha looked at her closely wheb she just arrived home.
"Ehm ehmm.." she cleared her throat, and didn't know what to say. She wore clothes of her styles. The blazer and T-shirt she put on with unfamiliar brands were not something she could tell anyone easily. Anantha might notice that. The price could be ten times more expensive than the ones she put on daily.
"Hendra bought all this for me when I was still with him." She finally came up with any reasons cross to her mind. The clothes she was wearing was given by Mahendra. It was the truth. But she took them from his closet of his new house.
"Don't ever mention that name. I don't like it." He stood up and handed her a paper bag of a new dress for the youngest.
