Tara grip on my hands became tighter, and she said in a gloomy yet low voice, "you won't get away with this, I will ensure that you pay for all your deeds"
It was a naked threat, but somehow It felt funny chuckling at her words I said
"why are you irritated Tara 'oh yah' maybe you were not satisfied with the amount I paid for using your services, hmmm you should have said that earlier don't worry darling, next time I will make sure to pay you well"
"You" Tara's unconsciously raised her voice which was enough to grab people's attention towards us and realizing gazes she forced out a smile and said, "you, thank you for your prayer god will definitely listen to our prayers".
My back was itching and without turning I could guess what it was or who it was, Dinesh Sarkar was glaring at me ready to dig up a grave right beside his son. When he was showing such an affection how could I not return it.
"Miss Tara please excuse me for a moment your father is dying to greet his best customer It would be impolite of me to keep him waiting after all he gave me his best product"
My words as sharp as a blade were stabbing her false pride, and they made it clear that she was just a mere prostitute who could be used anytime I wanted.
After understanding my words she couldn't do anything except gritting her teeth.
Enjoying her cute reaction I went to Dinesh Sarkar and greeted him, "Hello Mr. Sarkar I am Hrithik your son's classmate I am deeply saddened by your family's loss, God must be crazy otherwise how could your son die so easily ahem, I mean early".
Despite my provocations Dinesh maintained his composure, many people present here didn't know the details of the case, and he knew any actions against me would only help me in strengthening my claims and thus solidifying the case against them.
So maintaining his temper he said, "Hello Hrithik you are right God must be crazy but what can we do. No one cannot control god, and you don't have to worry about this he must have planned something for the freek who killed my son as well".
I had to admit he deserved his title as the King of Mumbai, if only my words provoked him I would have been dissatisfied. It was more fun this way, just the thought of me breaking such people was making my blood rush with excitement.
Suppressing my excitement I said in a serious tone
"Surely God should have planned something for that freek and since you seemed to have requested police assistance I am sure he would be on high alert and wouldn't do anything against you people for the time being, but we can't be sure of it, so I think it would be better if you and your people don't let your guard down since you don't even know which type of freek you messed up with"
A vein bulged on his forehead, he seemed so desperate to say something but not wanting to continue our conversation I left him alone.
Satisfied by today's events and not feeling the need to talk to anyone, l excused myself.
Reaching my car I saw Myra entering the Sarkar Mansion just for a second she seemed to look in my direction I entered my car ignoring her gaze as if I never saw her.
Deva started the car, and we were leaving the Sarkar Mansion, but I could feel Myra's gaze lingering on me.
For the first time in my life a minute felt like eternity and I couldn't understand why she would attend Siddarth's funeral, but I choose not to dwell on it.
Oberoi mansion
We reached home and I saw Lisa waiting for me at the entrance leaving my car I saw her rushing towards me not giving a chance for me to speak she said, "what are you doing I clearly told that you needed rest but here you are roaming in your fancy car" she said spoke hurriedly as if I would run away if she delayed speaking any longer.
I laughed inwardly, but my face was serious as ever, "Do I know you?"