****To paschalily, thanks for the super gifts.****
Mohni smirked. She never had a good memory of Karan. He insulted her a few years ago in front of everyone that she was a husband snatcher. Her friends mocked her about it to date.
She did not know what charm he had placed on everyone that made them listen to him like a god. He was no different from her three years old son, Sahil. Just like Karan, he was also a son of Varun. Why do they care so much about Karan? Why?
Varun's next of kin was Karan. The companies, hotels, lands, and houses were all in Karan's name. He owned everything and his brothers had no problem with it. Nobody seemed to except for her and she wasn't going to stop until she finally break the bond between father and son. Mohni had already started her mission. It was much easier than she thought because Varun was still angry at Karan for not joining politics. Over the years, she had successfully made them fight and argue over it.
Give me some powerstones and golden tickets, please
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!