Lucky had been standing with her head bowed for the past half-hour. She slowly raised her eyes and looked up. Ghunguru sat there, his hand on his forehead, looking exhausted.
"All of this is your fault. We shouldn't have left you alone in the kitchen here at the mansion. How on earth did you manage to burn down the entire kitchen?" Ghunguru scolded.
Lakhi remained silent, which obviously grew his anger.
"Hey you, why are you staring at the ground? Who will bear the cost of all this damage? You know it could be cost your job."
Lucky felt increasingly anxious. It was her fault that someone else had lost their job.
"Guruji... I made the mistake. So, I'll compensate it too. Besides, the fire didn't spread too much. Whatever minor damage occurred, I'm ready to pay for it. Please don't complain about me."
Before Ghunguru could say anything, his phone started ringing.
"Do you have any idea After that little disaster in the kitchen today, how much angry master is? " Aniket's stern voice echoed from the other side.
"Hello aniket... I am still assessing the situation. Don't worry, I'll teach a good lesson to this newcomer." Ghunguru tried to calm him down.
"It's been too late to teach any lessons. Young master virat didn't like the food cooked by all of you. Maybe the taste got ruined with the water spilled in the kitchen. Whatever the reason is... Master has clearly said that whoever is responsible for this mess should be fired immediately. Otherwise, you too won't be allowed to see in this mansion tomorrow." Aniket disconnected the call. Ghunguru turned to look at Lucky. "See... What mess you have created here. You are still lucky that I am not complaining you to the hotel. But after all this, you can't work here anymore. You're fired."
Lucky took a sigh of relief. After all, she has no interest in working here. She just replaced the boy accidently who was supposed to work here in the kitchen today. Avoiding any further discussion, she left the room immediately. Ghunguru had probably done the right thing by asking her to leave the mansion. But how would Lucky manage to reach the record room? Finding the record room in such a huge mansion was like finding a needle in a haystacks. But she had to do it at any cost.
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In the dining room, Virat was sitting with his father Yashraj Ji. Immediately after entering in this palace, Lucky made him take bath without shower, and for that reason his hair was still wet.
"I ordered everyone to do so many preparations for my beloved son's welcome, but it seems you liked none of them. After so many years, my son has returned home, and this is what had to happen today?" Yashraj Ji shook his head in disappointment. In the past half-hour, nearly 15 chefs had served dishes they had prepared specially for Virat, but he hadn't liked any of them.
"I wish i could somehow bring Sanjeev back. We've never been able to feel the same taste in anyone else's cooking as we did in his." Yashraj Ji sighed.
"Dad... it's okay. It's not their fault. Honestly, i am already bored with these chinese, continental, italian dishes. I ate them for so many years while living in abroad. Now I want something indian. That's why people come home right?" Virat confessed.
"Then you'll definitely like this desi food." A voice interrupted their conversation.
Virat and Yashraj Ji looked up. A beautiful girl stood there showing them her perfect smile. She was keeping a tray in her hands which she placed gracefully on the dining table.
"Try this young master... And I bet you will love this." She insists.
"We've already exhausted ourselves testing so many tasteless dishes. Now i don't want to see my son troubled anymore. So whatever you bring take it back." Yashraj Ji replied dismissively.
The girls face fall in disappointment.
"It's okay Dad... after tasting so many dishes, there is no harm in trying another one. Let's see... What have you brought?" Virat removed the lid from the bowl and the aroma made him forget everything else. The food was looking truly delicious.
"Wow.. It's just like what I used to eat in my childhood." Virat said with excitement. Despite the passing years, Virat hadn't forgotten the taste.
"Where did you learn to cook this?" Virat looked at the girl in surprise. Seeing that he liked the dish she brought for him the girls smile was back again.
"My mother taught me." She replied chirping.
"I had forgotten to introduce you to her. She is Chef Sanjeev Vohra's daughter, Rajshree Vohra," Aniket said, introducing the girl to Virat and Yashraj.
"Before your introduction I've already sensed that. Only Sanjeev's daughter could cook such delicious food. Urmila has done an excellent job bringing you back. I am really happy to have you here again. From now on, you'll stay here at the mansion and manage the kitchen," Yashraj said affectionately, patting her head. Virat, momentarily forgot about the meal, and keep staring the girl in front of him. He was seeing his childhood friend After so many years. He was really confident that he would recognize her in first place. Now he wondered why he hadn't recognized her before. Rajshree, too, hadn't recognized him. How could she? After all Virat had never revealed his true identity to her. Perhaps she had forgotten about their friendship in all these years. But the only thing mattered for virat is that she was still alive after that tragic accident and now smiling in front of him. Now he needed the right opportunity to tell Rajshree the truth that he is actually his childhood friend. May be she accept his friendship again. Virat decides that he will tell the whole truth to Lucky during his welcome party. This party was organized by Yash Raj ji the next day to celebrate his return to India.
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The silence of the night was echoing through the whole city. The mansion was also a part of this silence. Though Guards were on watch, vigilant in their positions. Suddenly somewhere in the mansion, a shadow emerged, moving stealthily towards a specific wing of the mansion. Passing through the garden it stopped in front of a room. The door creaked open, and the figure slipped inside.
"Thank God you're here. There were guards everywhere. You don't know how hard I struggled to get in here." The girl said while removing her long black attire which she was using to cover herself.
"Did anyone suspect you?" Aniket asked, closing the door behind him. She shook her head.
"But Aniket... I'm really terrified. Are we doing the right thing? What if someone finds out that I'm pretending to be Chef Sanjeev's daughter Rajshree?" Her eyes revealed her anxiety.
"There is nothing to be afraid? Whatever I'm doing is actually ordered by Your Majesty. As far as I know, Chef Sanjeev Vohra's entire family perished in an accident years ago. The question of his daughter being alive doesn't even arise. She never showed up again after that accident. Honestly, I also didn't understand why Your Majesty want that deceased girl come back to life. KK has sent me details of a girl which he was introducing as Rajshree. But the girl didn't showed up yet. That's why I was forced to take this step. Well all's well that ends well. Thank God your culinary skills won everyone's hearts, and they easily accepted you as Rajshree."
"But I didn't cook that meal. I don't even know how to cook," She shrugged.
"What?" Aniket looked at her in surprise. When Aniket gets failed in finding the girl sent by KK he decided to introduce his girlfriend Menka as Rajshree to avoid KK's anger. After all, no one had ever seen Rajshree. Besides, Aniket had his own ulterior motives. Having worked at the mansion for years, he understood Queen Urmila Devi very well. He was willing to go to any lengths to maintain his own status and privileges. Little did he know that this decision would turn out to be the biggest mistake of his life.