Chapter Two Hundred and Thirty.

Mrs. Madhav’s frown deepened. “What? Arjun hasn’t gotten you your personal car yet?” she said, clearly displeased now.

Meera’s eyes widened slightly—so did her mother’s. Even her father sat up straighter.

“That boy! Doesn’t he realize it’s not safe? What is he thinking?” she muttered and immediate...

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