No outsider would imagine her to be my mother. She didn't spare me any glance, quietly sipping on her wine and laughing occasionally. This side of hers was something I couldn't decode. I did know how overbearing that crazy man was.īut all the while, my eyes remained glued to my mother's face. I tried to smile at his feeble attempt to joke as hard as my father tried to keep his smile on his face. Raman Oberoi smirked, glancing at his fiance fleetingly, before looking back at his contender, 'Oh, I've been interested in stuff other than collaborations too.' 'I heard you've been interested in some collaborations?' 'Pretty well, as you can see,' Dad said with conviction. My mother was by his side, no trace of awkwardness or guilt shading her face. Deewan?' He started, extending his hands for a shake. They hastily excused themselves after that, and it was Raman Oberoi's chance to have a friendly chat with my father. Instead, I tried hiding my awkward laugh, by smiling. It's good to see you again Arvika beta.'ĭad sipped his drink, so I couldn't tell if he appreciated me being called smart. Nair did not give an awkward laugh that I was expecting. Now that I realised that I had no idea how their business was going, I was content that my reply could hit her both ways.īut Mr.
