Meanwhile, in the Vijyaputri mansion, Ram had returned with his sisters. His sisters were with Jonathan, who had regained consciousness in the morning.
It was already noon, and Ram sat in the open garden located in the center of his mansion. In front of him sat a man with light skin, a tall build, and short black hair styled in a military cut. He was none other than Dhanush Vijyaputra, the master of this mansion. Although the mansion was owned by Mira Vijyaputri—Dhanush's wife and the blood mother of Ram, Ramya, and Margret—she insisted on transferring all her properties to Dhanush when her business began to flourish. Dhanush had refused, saying, "There is nothing of mine here in these things. The only one that is mine is this," as he pulled Mira into his embrace and placed her head on his chest. while after that things accelerated and they decided to extend there family and because of that we get our cute and cunning Ramya opened her eyes in this world,. but that's not the time for this, we would discuss this later.
So where was I? Oh yes, although Mira possesses almost all the wealth that Vijyaputri mansion holds, Dhanush is the head of the family and ultimately makes the last and most important decisions, which mira can object if she wants, but but that never happened for her dhanush decision is her decision and same goes for Dhanush as well for him Mira's decision is his decision.
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Dhanush Vijyaputra sat on a simple wooden stool, one hand holding a burning cigar as he exhaled smoke and spoke.
"Hmmm, so Gunnar is dead and now two underworld groups are after us?"
"Yes, Father. Gunnar is dead, and now the groups called Black Dragon and Black Eagles are after Margret and Jonathan. Still, they don't know anything about our family's involvement," Ram said while grabbing a file from the table in front of him.
"It's just a matter of weeks or maybe months before they discover Margret's and Jonathan's location. With that, our family's involvement will also be disclosed," Dhanush said as he inhaled from his cigar.
"But I don't think they are going to attack us; after all, you are a high-ranking officer in the military and Mother is the third richest person in the world?" Ram replied with a hint of confidence.
To which Dhanush just shook his head and replied.
"Do you know how the underworld operates?"
"Power," Ram answered straightly.
"You are correct, but not entirely," Dhanush said as he placed his cigar on the ashtray.
Seeing Dhanush getting serious, Ram straightened his back and became more focused.
"The thing that allows the underworld to function in a systematic order rather than as a barbaric group of thugs is indeed the power and resources they hold; however, that's not all there is to it. The more important aspect they hold along with that power is their pride. The stronger they are, the bigger their pride becomes."
Ram listened intently to every word Dhanush spoke.
"And what happens to their pride if someone comes from nowhere, beats them up, lights their mansion on fire, and runs away with the person who broke their future master's hand? What do you think happens to their gigantic pride that they hold more dearly than their lives? What happens to the image they have created over all these years? What happens if other groups learn that they let their enemy go because they were afraid?" Dhanush asked. With every passing second, Ram's eyes widened in realization that the situation was more critical than he initially thought.
"So then this means..." Ram muttered as his demeanor shifted from calm to cold.
"Yes,. If my instincts are correct, then they will attack no matter what."
"So what do we do now, Father?" Ram asked while looking at Dhanush with a serious expression.
"Well, I do have an idea; however, to execute it we need to address your mother. She can be very stubborn about these matters."
"Tell me, Father; convincing Mother is my responsibility. With Ramya's help, it won't take long," Ram assured him.
Dhanush shook his head and spoke.
"No; the help is..."
With that, Dhanush explained his plan. Half an hour passed as the sky turned a tired red; both Ram and Dhanush were illuminated by the crimson light of the setting sun.
*This is going to be tougher than I thought,* Ram reflected but spoke with the same calm and cold demeanor he always maintained.
"So I have to convince Mother and my sisters to go hide somewhere safe until we deal with this situation?" Ram said as he stood up from his chair.
He approached Dhanush and touched his toes to which Dhanush placed his hand on his head. He was about to leave when Dhanush spoke from behind him.
"Stop! Let me convince your mother," Dhanush said as he started to walk alongside Ram. Within minutes both entered the hallway.
They parted ways in different directions.
Dhanush walked toward the right while Ram headed left.
*Now this is going to be much more difficult than any strikes or attacks I have dealt with in all these years in the military.*
"Sigh..." He sighed as he moved toward Mira's room. Although they shared one room for sleeping purposes, they still maintained separate rooms for work and professional matters.
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On the other side of the hallway, Ram was heading toward where his sisters and Jonathan are.
*This is going to be difficult; still precautions are always better than injuries. Here I can't afford any injuries related to them,* Ram thought as his cold gaze shone with determination and resolve.
*We are in a more problematic situation than ever; yet not a single mark of stress or fear could be seen on Father's face.*
*Even after all these years of training I still can't compose myself this accurately.*
"I must work even harder if I want no one to dare touch my family," Ram muttered as he increased his pace and approached the corner of the hall.
But suddenly—
**Thud!**
A sound echoed as a figure collided with Ram. He remained unfazed while the figure fell to the ground.
"Ouch! Who the fuck is walking blindly around here? What the hell you doing here at this hour?!" Shyama exclaimed while not looking at who the figure is, petting her butt as she shouted in pain and anger.
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