The Mysterious Bride of The Billionaire

9 Where is my daughter-in-law?

Author's POV

Pranav and Prithvi looked at each other but Pranav shrugged off as he did not know. Pranav glanced at Sandhya but she smiled viciously and moved to the kitchen.

Prithvi gestured for Pranav to ask guards, so Pranav tried to escape from there. But the king caught him.

"Pranav, where are you going? We will have breakfast together, Come..." Pranav stopped and gulped heavily.

"Prithvi, where is the princess?" The king again asked.

Prithvi's hands fisted in a ball. He tried hard to be calm. He closed his eyes to control his anger. Then he began, "Dad, I gave her all types of freedom. She wishes to do a job and wants to make her career, so I let her do what she wants. She has left for the office."

"That's great!" The king is so happy, that he got up from his seat and patted his son's back. He pulled him towards the dining area.

"Dad, don't you wanna freshen up before having breakfast?" Prithvi asked.

"No, we arrived early in the morning. It would not be good to disturb you so early. So we checked in the hotel, so I'm all refreshed," The king said and all of them sat on the dining chair.

Sandhya served them kheer and Puri for breakfast. Everyone started eating. Prithvi doesn't like sweet food, but due to his father, he couldn't deny it and had a bowl of Kheer.

"Just amazing!" The king chirped as he likes a lot the taste of Kheer. Pranav and Bhairav also praised it as it is so tasty indeed.

As Prithvi tasted it. He also found a delicious taste in it. He doesn't like sweets, but still, he took another bowl of Kheer. The king chuckled seeing it.

"Sandhya, you cooked so well," The king praised the maid. She was so happy and the king said further, "Take this money as a reward."

"Thank you so much, Hukum sa, but It's not cooked by me," Sandhya said happily and refused to accept the money.

"Then, who cooked Kheer?" The king asked again with surprise.

" Kunvar Rani Sa was saying that she couldn't cook the sweet dish on the day after marriage. So, she was feeling that the rituals were skipped. She wishes to cook it earlier but the Prince and his spoon didn't come on time and left the home so early. So she couldn't chance to cook," Sandhya told everything in a simple tone.

"What?" The king glared at the Prince.

"Yes, they didn't meet for a week. Yesterday, he came late, too. Today, when Kunvar Rani Sa woke up and found both are here, she decided to cook the sweet dish and that's in front of you," Sandhya was chirping happily like she was reciting a fairy tale. Pranav and Prithvi are glaring at each other.

"And Hukum Sa, they are living in a separate room so Kunvar Rani sa doesn't know about the prince's arrival or departure," She added fuel to the king's anger. The king calmed his heart for a while. He is hell angry at the Prince.

Prithvi is deadly glaring at Sandhya like he was muttering, "I will kill you, first of all."

"Okay, you may leave," The king said and got up.

"And you two, come to the study." The king ordered and left.

Prithvi whirled to see Sandhya when he heard King's voice, "Now, don't scold her. I also have men in Mumbai. I received daily news about you and her."

He shook his head and followed the king. As they reached, the king glared at both of them.

"What she was saying, is that true?" The king asked and sat on the chair.

"Dad, you know everything, then why are you pretending like you don't know anything?" Prithvi irritated.

"But this is wrong. I came here to see up to you. I knew that something this type may happen. That's why I'm here," The king sighed.

"Marriage - it's the most beautiful knot of life. You have to move on. Malini was your past and Malvika is your present as well as future my son. And don't try to combine or compare them because both of them are different figures. And I know that you have already inquired about her. Is there any similarity found between them?" The king asked softly. Prithvi averted his gaze from the king.

"I was here to tell you that I want to plan the coronation ceremony within a few days. But now, I think, I have to extend the coronation ceremony," The king sounded angry.

"Dad, please, don't do so. Your health is not so good, and now, I don't want you to do work more," Prithvi said.

"For the coronation ceremony, The marriage is compulsory and you need a bride to sit by your side during the worship. But this ceremony needs two souls who became one. It's not like that you will make anyone your bride, who sits with you," The king frustrated.

"You have to accept your wife, first of all, then we will plan the coronation ceremony," The king didn't wait to hear anything from the prince.

"Pranav, order the maid to move Malvika's stuff to the Prince's room," The king ordered and glared at Prince, " It's my order. Do you get it, Pranav?"

"Ji, Hukum sa," Pranav bowed and left immediately.

"Now, tell me, where she works, I need to meet her," The king asked the prince. But there was no answer to this question. He doesn't know where she works, so he couldn't answer the king.

"Dad, let her do her job and you can meet her at night, for now, you should take a rest," The Prince said and was about to leave, "See you in the evening, Dad."

"Well, I can't wait," The king said. Prithvi thought that the king became stubborn like a kid.

"Don't tell me that you don't know where she works," The king raised his eyebrows dramatically. The king already knows everything. His men have already told him that she has joined their company and how they are living in this house. But he was just taking the test of his stubborn Prince.

Suddenly, Prince's phone vibrated. He pulled out his phone and a notification plopped. He read it on the notification bar.

"Madam is working in our company and her post is your assistant. Let me inform you that she is the one, who is extraordinary at her work. She has already solved the hacking issue that happened last month. So you have offered her a special job under you."

He smirked and replied to the king, "Dad, she works in our company but I don't wish that you meet her there. Because she wishes not to reveal her identity that she is the princess. She requested me to keep it secret."

"She wishes to make her career on her own. Once, she is announced as my wife, her work will not be counted as her hard work and that's, what she doesn't want," the prince sighed.

"If you meet her at the office, her identity will be at stake, so I suggest you wait till night, then it's all up to you," Prithvi shrugged off and stepped forward.

"I'm getting late, Dad," He touched his father's feet and the king placed his hands on his head, "Stay blessed, my son."

"Okay, see you in the evening," The king smiled. As the Prince left The king laughed a lot at his son.

"Bhairav, poor my son," He said with a short smile on his face.

Hearing him, Bhairav chuckled, "You are making his life difficult for him."

"Let's go to the office. I want to see my daughter-in-law," His eyes are sparkling. His old eyes are seeing the happiness of his prince.

*****

"Pranav, inform her that Dad is here and he will come to meet her at the office," Prithvi said orderly to Pranav.

"What?" Pranav was shocked.

"Yes, I have denied but he is my father. I know him very well, he will definitely come," Prithvi shook his head with irritation.

"Okay, sir..." Pranav retorted and asked, "Then, what will you do? If her identity will be revealed, she will create a storm as she created last time."

Prithvi pressed his head and muttered, "I would not come to Mumbai but I had to go back to London."

They reached the office. They are so early, so a few of the employees are at the office. They bowed.

Mili was so happy, she is also early today. Mili was waiting for the elevator with her friend when Prithvi's gaze landed on her. She was looking stunning in her blue jeans and black shirt. She was looking like a model.

Prithvi was standing at his private elevator, but he stopped as he was lost gawking at her. Suddenly, prince Shivay came and wished Mili, "Good morning, madam."

"Hey, Shiv, very good morning," Mili wished him back and they high-fived. They had a good bond.

"Do you know each other?" Cherry asked amusingly.

"Yes, we were together in the horse riding activity that took place in Delhi," Shiv retorted with a bride smile.

"You didn't tell me about this," Cherry pouted making Prince Shivay and Mili laugh.

Mili slapped her back, and retorted, "You know that I went to Delhi and I have already told you about him, but I think, you forgot it."

"Hey, Shiv, I have made Kheer today, Cherry has already filled my stomach and this is for you," Mili handed him a small tiffin box.

"Wow! Thanks," Shivay chirped happily. He is always close to her. He and Mili know each other due to family relationships also. Their parents are so close to each other and that's why Mili brought kheer for him. She knows that Shivay likes her cooking.

Seeing this scene, someone was boiling in anger. He doesn't know, why he was feeling awkward but he couldn't get in the elevator. Elevator was making sounds and instructing but he was stopped at his place. Pranav was already in and was looking for him.

His private elevator is a little far from the elevators for the staff. He couldn't get why he is not liking this act of her.

The staff's elevator ting and Mili got in with her friends. Prithvi was peeking at her disappearing figure.

"Sir, please come in," Pranav finally asked after waiting a lot.

Prithvi got in but his mind was stuck at that scene. He shook his head and thought, "It's just a year and everything will be again the same as."

Mili adjusted the flower vase on her desk and placed roses into the vase. She used to buy roses from that old woman. Nearby the vase, she placed a glass bowl and filled it with different types of big chocolates.

She grabbed the biggest dairy milk Silk chocolate and tore the wrapper. Taking the first bite, she turned on the laptop. Her laptop is just started and before she could log in, Pranav appeared in front of her.

She choked up seeing him. Her eyes broadened and she gulped hard.

"Hukum sa is in Mumbai and he wants to meet you. Maybe, he would come office to see you," Pranav said in a single breath.

Hearing him, Mili hiccups. She is a modern Indian girl. She knows where to wear it. She is in jeans and a shirt. It is not an Indian clothing style. Being the princess of Jaisalmer, this dressing is not suitable for her. She looked at her clothes and stammered, "I'm gone."

"Whatever, I will manage. But tell me one thing, who told you that I'm working here," Mili narrowed her eyebrows.

Pranav chuckled and shook his head, "Don't you know that this is Prince's company?"

"Good!" She whispered and then yelled with a shock, "Wait... What?"

"Yes, this is our company and Prince Prithvi is the President of the PR group of industries. And the king Suryaraj Rathore is the chairman," Pranav acknowledged her.

It was a new shock for her. Her lips fluttered and her heart started beating rapidly. It was not under her control.

"I need to change my dress," She muttered incoherently. Pranav hesitated, "What?"

"I can't go like this in front of him," Mili grabbed another chocolate and opened it. She grabbed her purse and started running from there.

"Madam, please wait, listen to me," Pranav shouted and ran after him.

She pressed the switch for the elevator when Pranav came there. Both are breathing heavily and stopped. Before Pranav could do something, the elevator stopped with a tinging sound. It is on the top floor and there is also the office of PR and the chairman.

Mili smiled and moved a bit. As the door of the elevator stopped, the chairman, king Suryaraj Rathore was standing in front of her.