A few weeks later.

Jaiveer's POV.

"This is my business, so I'll handle it the way I fucking want." Father shouted out loud, and a day couldn't get any more shitty.

I just need to get away from here.

"Sure, sir." I nodded my head and stood up with a tight-lipped smile.

"Well, all the best to you; I won't be supervising anymore." I buttoned my blazer and grabbed my phone. "I am backing off from the project; I would rather look into my other projects. Thank you so much for your time." And I walked out of the conference room.

My phone rang when I was on my way...