Jaiveer's POV.

The distance from my penthouse to Datta's Mansion was forty minutes, but it took me one hour and ten minutes to reach due to the traffic. It was eleven at night when I reached there; the watchman let me into the property, but now I don't know how to get inside the house.

I can't call Uncle Kabir; he already holds so much of a grudge against me because he thinks I snatched his daughter, and by now he must have slept.

Fishing my phone out of my pocket, I dialled Shravani's number, waiting for her to pick up the call. Once, twice, thrice. She didn't pick up...