Owned by Mr Singhania EP 3

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The soft hum of the air conditioner filled the office, a calming rhythm against the distant chatter of employees.

Saisha Dewan leaned back in her chair, scrolling through reports with a satisfied sigh. Numbers looked stable, projections were steady, and for once, there was nothing urgent on her plate.

Saisha Dewan[FL]

Finally, a day without drama :reaches for her coffee:

The door burst open. She barely had a second to react before her assistant, Dinah, rushed in, her face pale as if she’d seen a ghost.

Dinah[FL PA]

There’s a problem!

Saisha blinked, setting her cup down.

Saisha Dewan[FL]

Okay… breathe. What happened?

Dinah didn’t breathe. Instead, she stepped aside as one of the senior board members, stormed in, his phone clutched in his shaking hand.

BOARD MEMBER

Our shares are crashing!!!

The words sent chill down her spine

Saisha Dewan[FL]

What :sat up:

He shoved his phone toward her. The stock market app showed a graph—a steep, merciless decline. Red numbers flashed like sirens.

-10.4% -13.7% -18.2%

The numbers were still dropping. Saisha’s stomach twisted. This wasn’t just bad. This was disastrous.

BOARD MEMBER

Two board member’s have already pulled out.

BOARD MEMBER

They signed the end of their contract an hour ago.

Saisha Dewan[FL]

:finger clench on table: [No,No… this isn’t possible]

Her father stormed in next, his usual composed expression shattered.

Raghav Dewan[FL DAD]

Who’s behind this?

His voice was sharp, demanding control.

The conference room was already a battlefield—calls were being made, strategies were thrown around like lifeboats on a sinking ship.

Saisha’s mind raced. Who would do this? Who had the power to shake their company to its core overnight?

- BOARDROOM -

The boardroom felt suffocating. The air was thick with tension, the weight of a collapsing empire pressing down on Saisha’s shoulders.

Raghav Dewan paced near the window, his fingers digging into his phone as he barked orders. The rest of the board members spoke over each other, their voices blending into a chaotic hum of panic.

BOARD MEMBER

This is a direct attack!

BOARD MEMBER

Someone wanted this to happen—there’s no way two board members pulled out at the same time without a reason!

Saisha Dewan[FL]

[No, no… no this shouldn’t be happening]

Saisha Dewan[FL]

:turn to Dinah: Get me the financial reports from the last quarter. I need to see where the cracks started :sharp voice:

Dinah[FL PA]

:nods and rush out:

BOARD MEMBER

:another adviser slams fist on table: Investors are pulling out left and right! If we don’t stabilize this, we’ll be bankrupt within months!

Saisha swallowed the panic clawing at her throat. She needed a plan. Her father finally stopped pacing. He looked at her, his expression unreadable.

Raghav Dewan[FL DAD]

There’s only one way out of this.

Saisha Dewan[FL]

:meet his gaze: what?

A long pause, the tension in the room thickened.

Raghav Dewan[FL DAD]

:calm voice: We need external support. Someone with the power to pull us out before it’s too late.

Saisha Dewan[FL]

:doesn’t like it: Who?

Before he could answer, Dinah rushed back in, breathless, holding out a tablet.

Dinah[FL PA]

Ma’am…you need to see this!

Saisha Dewan[FL]

:takes it:

The headline hit her like a slap.

SINGHANIA INDUSTRIES EXTENDS HELPING HAND TO FALLING DEWAN ENTERPRISES – POSSIBLE MERGER IN DISCUSSION?

The room went silent. Her fingers tightened around the device as she read it again. Rudra Singhania. The name felt like a storm on the horizon—silent, but deadly.

Saisha Dewan[FL]

:inhale sharply: This… this isn’t a coincidence

Her father’s expression didn’t change. And suddenly, Saisha knew. This was already decided. And she had just walked into a war she wasn’t prepared for.

- TO BE CONTINUED -