4.
Soon, their conversation drew to a close as the host requested everyone to take their seats.... the award ceremony was about to begin.
The four of them quietly settled in, Aaksah taking the seats beside shreya. What didn't ho unnoticed, however, was the way nearly every girl in the grand ballroom turned their gaze toward the three friends... each of them radiating the elegance and allure of a Greek God in their tailored tuxedos.
Akash, catching the subtle stares, gently reached for Shreya’s hand and placed it on his thigh. The gesture was effortless, but it sent her heart fluttering. She smiled unconsciously — warmth blooming in her chest.
The award ceremony began, a cascade of accolades handed out to top business moguls and entrepreneurs. And soon, one of the most prestigious categories — Best Tech Master — was announced.
The crowd applauded, but one of the happiest, most electrified reactions came from Akash. His pride in her was unmistakable.
Then came the highlight of the evening — the most awaited recognition of all:
The Businessman of the Year Award.
Emcee/ host
(with a proud smile):
"And now… the most awaited moment of the evening — an honour reserved for someone who doesn’t just lead an empire, but defines it. With unmatched vision, resilience, and discipline…"
Guests began murmuring, throwing around names. Some confidently whispered Akash, while others tossed in more unpredictable guesses.
Emcee/ host
"Please welcome the recipient of this year’s Businessman of the Year award..."
Emcee/ host
"Mr. Abhiraaj Agarwal!"
The room erupted in applause.
For a brief moment, Shreya’s brows rose in surprise. But then, a small smile played on her lips — the earlier frustration forgotten.
Akash clapped with a teasing grin. Ishaan let out a soft whistle.
Ishaan Gupta(ML BFF)
(in awe):
"Abhiraaj really left everyone in the dust tonight."
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
(stood slowly — his demeanor composed, as if he’d anticipated this. Yet beneath that poise was a weight — one not visible to most, but quietly crushing.)
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
(moved toward the stage with quiet authority — his charcoal suit impeccably cut, his every step deliberate. The spotlight followed. So did countless silent thoughts.)
As he accepted the trophy from the emcee, the camera flashes began. But he barely blinked.
Emcee/ host
(offering the mic):
"Sir, would you like to say a few words?"
(Abhiraaj scanned the crowd — eyes briefly meeting his friends', his parents', and then — they paused. On a chair. Once occupied by the man who meant everything to him.)
Now, an unfamiliar guest sat there. But in his heart, that chair was not just a seat. It was a memory.
He stepped up to the mic.
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
(voice steady and deep):
"Success isn't born in boardrooms or built on numbers alone. It’s forged in silence... in loyalty… in loss. And shaped by the weight of responsibilities you never chose, but carry anyway."
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
(He looked around — letting his gaze gently sweep across the ballroom. His eyes rested momentarily on that one chair.)
He didn’t speak the name. He didn’t need to.His people knew who mattered.
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
"This award… I dedicate it to the man who taught me that shadows don’t always threaten — sometimes, they protect.
To my uncle.
Mr. Vedant Agarwal.
Wherever you are… this one’s for you."
(A flicker of pain passed over his face — gone in a blink.)
Applause filled the room as Abhiraaj stepped down from the stage. He glanced at the trophy in his hand — a symbol of power, yes. But to him, also a reminder of loss.
He moved through the crowd — exchanging polite smiles and nods, but always scanning. Always calculating.
Eventually, he stopped near a lounge tucked away from the ballroom buzz — a quiet corner.
His phone buzzed in his pocket.
He took it out, already knowing who it was.
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(playful, through the phone):
"So… did the arrogant, jerk businessman finally crack a smile on stage?"
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
(softly, with a rare smirk):
"Only when I imagined you sitting in the crowd."
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"You already knew you’d win. You don’t need me for trophies, Raaj."
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
"No… I don’t need you for trophies, Siya.
I need you to remind me I’m still human."
There was a pause. Soft. Warm. Familiar.
Siya Garg(Female Lead)
(gentle):
"I’m proud of you. Always."
Abhiraaj Agarwal(Male lead)
"I wish you were here."
Siya Garg(Female Lead)
"Soon. But tonight, celebrate — even if it’s just for a moment."
He didn’t respond. But the slight softening of his features said everything.
He ended the call, placed the phone back in his pocket, and turned around — only to find his parents approaching.
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