Neha started staring at her husband with a worried expression. She was sure that he would surely ask him something worse.
She fisted his palm tightly but Black didn't spare her glance.
Vikram could see that something was wrong between Neha and Black but right now he needed Black's help so he planned to stay out of their matter and on top Black was a big personality.
Vikram quickly nodded his head like an obedient military officer.
" My weapons will reach your country in the next two days but in return
I want your registration letter on my table before my weapons reach your country," Black said plainly in a hard tone.
Neha left her husband's palm and turned her gaze to see Vikram.
Her heart clenched seeing Vikram's expression, he was looking almost plain.
Neha knew why Black was pun
