Agastya's warning

As soon as the elevator door opened, Agastya reached the top floor directly. The entire floor was reserved only for board members and the chairman.

Large glass walls, expensive interiors, and such silence everywhere, as if people were even breathing cautiously. As soon as Agastya stepped out, all the employees standing there immediately straightened up.

"Good Morning, Sir."

But Agastya kept walking without looking at anyone. Behind him walked Rajveer and the security team.

Within seconds, he stopped in front of the large conference room where all the board members of Rajvansh Empire were seated. The people sitting inside were restlessly looking toward the door. Tension was visible on some faces, while others wore expressions of doubt.

Because today, for the first time, Surya Rajvansh's son was about to step into this boardroom.

The very next moment, the door opened. And Agastya entered.

As he entered, the entire room fell silent. For a few seconds, only the sound of his footsteps could be heard.

He walked slowly and stopped at the far end of the table. As soon as he entered, his gaze went straight to Surya Rajvansh's chair.

Seeing Agastya, many of the senior directors in the room suddenly had old memories flash before their eyes. They could clearly see Surya's image in Agastya.

It felt as if, after years, the same person was standing in front of that chair again.

Just then, one man stood up and said, "Welcome, Mr. Agastya Rajvansh."

But Agastya didn't even look at him. He simply removed his watch slowly and placed it on the table. Then, with a calm face, he went and sat down on the chairman's seat.

As soon as he sat down, the atmosphere of the entire room changed. It felt as if that seat had been waiting for its real owner. For a few seconds, Agastya silently looked at everyone.

His eyes moved from one face to another. And the person on whom his gaze stopped would automatically become uncomfortable.

Then suddenly, Agastya asked in an extremely calm voice, "Why is the company incurring losses?"

Hearing his question, the people in the room started looking at each other.

Just then, one director said, "Actually, Mr. Agastya, after Mr. Surya Rajvansh's passing, many investors pulled back. Market trust–"

But Agastya cut him off mid-sentence.

"I didn't ask for the reason."

His voice was low, but so cold that the man's voice stopped right there.

Leaning back in his chair, he said, "I asked – who is responsible?"

Hearing this, the entire boardroom fell silent. The color had drained from many faces.

Rajveer stood quietly, watching everything. Because he knew -Agastya hadn't come here to handle the business.

He had come to find out who had hollowed out the Rajvansh Empire from within after his Dad's death.

Hearing Agastya's question, the entire boardroom fell silent.

But after a few seconds, one director cleared his throat, composing himself.

He said, "Mr. Agastya, with all due respect, you are still very young. Business doesn't run on just anger and decisions."

Hearing this, Agastya remained calm. Just then, another director also spoke up,

"We have been with this company for many years. And to be honest, at this time, the Rajvansh Empire needs experience, not some college student."

Hearing this, Rajveer's eyes narrowed slightly. Because he knew the people sitting in front were giving voice to their own deaths.

Just then, a third man said, "News has already spread in the market that the company is now in the hands of a twenty-one-year-old boy. Investors are losing trust."

Another man said angrily, "If this continues, we will have to end our partnership with the Rajvansh Empire."

Hearing his words, the atmosphere of the room changed. Agastya was still sitting silently.

But his fingers were slowly tightening on the chair's armrests. The coldness in his eyes was now becoming dangerous. Then suddenly, he stood up very slowly.

His sudden standing made the entire boardroom fall silent automatically. Agastya picked up his watch from the table and wore it.

Then in an extremely calm voice, he asked, "Are you done?"

His voice was as calm as it was terrifying. But the same director sitting in front still said, "Truth hurts, Mr. Agastya."

But little did he know that these were his last words and what was about to happen in the very next moment.

Just then, Agastya shot at that man with his gun, and the sound of the gunshot echoed through the entire boardroom.

The man screamed. The bullet had struck the wall right next to his chair.

Seeing this, the entire boardroom began trembling with fear. Many people stood up from their chairs.

Some had their breath caught, others' hands started shaking. Because at this moment, there was a gun in Agastya's hand and such darkness in his eyes that didn't seem human.

Seeing all this, Rajveer silently closed his eyes. Because he recognized that face. This wasn't Agastya. This was that don of the mafia world who had brought the underworld to his feet at a very young age.

Meanwhile, all the board members were seeing a reflection of Surya Rajvansh himself in him.

Agastya slowly walked toward that director. The sound of his footsteps echoed through the entire room. The man started moving back in fear.

Agastya stopped right in front of him. Then, pointing the gun at him, he said in an extremely cold voice,

"Before talking about breaking partnerships, check your own worth."

The man's breaths were coming rapidly. The entire boardroom was standing at this moment. No one had the courage to sit down.

Agastya slowly scanned the entire room.

Then in a cold voice, he said, "Consider this a warning."

His eyes were now reading every person's face. Then he continued,

"The Rajvansh Empire is not sinking. And no one can sink it. And remember one thing very clearly."

Saying this, he threw the gun onto the table.

The sound made many people flinch again. Agastya said with deadly calmness, "Don't make the mistake of considering me a college student."

His voice had now become even heavier.

He said, "I am the son of that man whose name made people tremble not in business, but in the underworld."

Hearing this, the color drained from the entire boardroom. Because for the first time, they understood that Agastya Rajvansh wasn't just Surya Rajvansh's son–he was the next name of that same darkness.

Raghuveer had tightly grabbed Sitara's wrist. She was continuously crying and trying to free herself.

Just then, Raghuveer looked at one of his men and said, "Lock her inside. Her bidding will happen tonight. I'll sell her at a good price."

Hearing this, Sitara trembled with fear.

She cried out, "No! Leave me! I want to go home!"

But no one listened to her. Raghuveer's man dragged her ruthlessly from there. Sitara's injured foot was in great pain, yet he dragged her to a small room at the back of the factory.

The very next moment, he pushed Sitara inside and locked the door from outside. As soon as the door closed, Sitara sat down there in fear. She had been crying so much that she was in a terrible state.

At this moment, Agastya was sitting in his car. Rajveer was sitting on the front seat beside him. Just then, Rajveer's phone started ringing. After a while, he received the call and listened to the person on the other end for a few seconds. Slowly, his facial expressions began to change.

As soon as the call ended, he took a deep breath and, looking at Agastya, said, "It seems it has become very necessary to end Raghuveer Bhatia's chapter forever. Otherwise, he will destroy our India's sisters."

Hearing this, Agastya's eyes narrowed slightly. Rajveer leaned in and whispered something in his ear.

Hearing his words, a dangerous devilish smile appeared on Agastya's lips.

He simply said, "Let's go."

The very next moment, a convoy of black cars set off toward Raghuveer Bhatia's den.

after some time.

Outside Raghuveer's den, one after another, several black cars arrived and stopped. The goons present there immediately became alert.

The very next moment, Agastya stepped out of his car. Black shirt, cold eyes, and that same silent terror on his face. Behind him stood Rajveer and the rest of his men.

Raghuveer himself had come out to receive him.

With a fake smile, he said, "Oh, Agastya Rajvansh. Suddenly at our humble place today? How?"

Hearing this, Agastya glanced around. Then his eyes fixed on Raghuveer.

In an extremely calm voice, he said, "I heard you've been doing a big business these days."

At his words, Raghuveer chuckled slightly. Then he said, "It's my trade. It keeps running."

With a taunting smile, Agastya looked into his eyes and said, "There's a difference between trade and filth, Raghuveer."

Hearing this, some of the goons standing there started laughing at him. Meanwhile, Raghuveer also began to smile.

Lighting a cigar, he said, "Living in the mafia world, preaching principles doesn't sound good, Agastya."

Agastya said with a crooked smile, "If there were no principles, you wouldn't be sitting in front of me today."

Saying this, his voice was so cold that the atmosphere fell silent for a few seconds.

Raghuveer changed the topic and said, "So tell me, what work brings you here?"

Hearing this, Agastya slowly sat down on the sofa.

Crossing one leg over the other, he said, "I heard you've started dragging even children into this filth now."

Hearing this, Raghuveer's eyes narrowed slightly.

He said, "Look, Agastya, don't interfere too much in my work. Every man looks after his own benefit."

Hearing this, Agastya leaned forward slightly. A dangerous coldness had now descended in his eyes.

In a slow tone, he said, "Wrong. Not every man looks after his own benefit. Some people also know their limits."

Just his presence made Raghuveer break into a sweat out of fear. Composing himself with a sarcastic laugh, he said, "And what if someone crosses the limits?"

Hearing this, a slow smile appeared on Agastya's lips.

He said, "Then I erase them."

Hearing his words, silence fell over the entire room.

At that same time.

On the other side, Sitara, locked in the room, was continuously crying.

Then suddenly, her gaze fell on the broken window of the room. Seeing it, a faint hope arose within her. She slowly went there and somehow managed to pull herself out through that small passage.

Blood had started oozing from her injured foot again. But fear had suppressed her pain. Hiding and sneaking, she started making her way out of the factory.

Just then, her eyes fell on a person sitting in the distance – black clothes, cold eyes, and that same face. Seeing that familiar face, Sitara remembered the moment when Agastya had saved her.

Seeing him, tears filled Sitara's eyes. As if a drowning person had found a straw to cling to.

The very next moment, she ran fast toward him. Before Raghuveer and the others could understand anything, Sitara ran straight and clung to Agastya.

When his men and Rajveer saw a soft corner in Agastya's behavior toward Sitara, everyone was shocked. Because till date, no one's heart had melted for Agastya except his mother's. But today, for Sitara, he was becoming quite soft. However, one thing remained-for the rest of the world, he was the devil.

Crying profusely, she said, "Agastya."

What will happen next now?