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Chapter 112 - Jealousy and Distance
Gowtham sat in his cabin, still replaying the harsh words he had thrown at Varsha in the pantry. He knew he had spoken carelessly.
The accusation had cut deep, he could see it in her eyes. Yet a part of him still believed she was capable of it.
The doubt refused to leave him.
He messaged her curtly: Start working on the demo model immediately.
Varsha replied only with work-related questions. She remained coldly professional, giving him nothing more.
No extra words.
No eye contact when she came to his cabin for clarifications.
The silence between them felt heavier than any argument.
Later that evening at 4 PM, Mr. Prakash called a short meeting with the core team,
himself, Rahul, Gowtham, and Varsha (Just as she will work on demo).
Throughout the meeting, while Prakash spoke about the critical importance of the upcoming tender.
When he spoke about the tender quote leak, Gowtham watched Varsha eyes drifted to the table, then it landed on Rahuls'
Every second he watched
Varsha’s eyes kept drifting toward Rahul. She watched him attentively, almost intently.
Gowtham noticed it immediately. She indeed know he watch her.
Every time he glanced at her, she deliberately shifted her gaze to Rahul.
What the hell is she doing?
After the meeting ended and Mr. Prakash left, Rahul turned to Varsha with a puzzled smile.
“Varsha, you kept looking at me during the entire discussion.
Is something wrong?”
Varsha tilted her head innocently. “Is this the color Hrithik wore in Bang Bang?
Rahul: What? Varsha Boss was speaking something important and you are thinking about my shirt color..
Varsha: Sir, i can tell what he was telling us, my brain is a mini CCTV recorder.. please answer my question..
Rahul: Oh, NO.. i mean i don't know i don't watch movies much.
Varsha: Oh, but its exactly same dress, it doesn't match to anyone, would be a comedy if someone wears, but it suits you.
If you remove the moustache… you might actually look like him.”
Rahul blinked, completely caught off guard.
He was a straight, gentle man, not used to such sudden compliments.
He laughed awkwardly, a shy flush creeping up his neck.
“That colour shirt suits you, Sir,” Varsha added with a small smile.
“Thank you…
Rahul thought the young lady was hitting on him.. may be i looked beautiful in her eyes.
He took his mobile, turned on front camera, and looked at his face for a moment? Hrithik? is she blind?
She is definitely hitting on me. I'm a HR Right, he smiled to himself, he wanted to try his luck..
he decide to ask her questions.
So, where are you staying?”
“Just north from here, about 3 km.”
“You go by bus?”
“Yes.”
Rahul took initiative..
“Oh, I’ll be going that way in the evening.
Would you like to join me? It’s for your safety, of course. as we three will be working till late 7 PM.
Varsha hesitated for a second, then nodded with an awkward but pleased smile. “Sure… you can drop me.”
Varsha’s eyes flicked toward Gowtham for a brief moment, just long enough for him to catch the glint of satisfaction in them.
She was clearly enjoying his helplessness.
Gowtham felt a sharp, unexpected heat of jealousy rise in his chest.
He clenched his jaw but said nothing.
Meanwhile, at 5 PM, Suresh picked up Sneha from home and drove to Ramya’s hostel. The entire ride, Suresh was lost in his own world — the images from the 12th floor, Vinodhini’s revelations, and the terrifying reality of the empire he had stepped into kept replaying in his mind. Sneha thought Suresh is still cold, for whatever happend earlier.
When they reached home with Ramya, the little girl was excited, chattering nonstop. Sneha looked at Suresh softly and reminded him gently, “Tonight… come back to the master bedroom. For Ramya.”
Suresh gave a small nod, but his eyes remained distant. The weight of two completely different worlds was pressing on him — one at home, slowly crumbling, and another on the 12th floor, dark and powerful.
The house felt strangely quiet that night, each person trapped in their own storm.
Gowtham sat in his cabin, still replaying the harsh words he had thrown at Varsha in the pantry. He knew he had spoken carelessly.
The accusation had cut deep, he could see it in her eyes. Yet a part of him still believed she was capable of it.
The doubt refused to leave him.
He messaged her curtly: Start working on the demo model immediately.
Varsha replied only with work-related questions. She remained coldly professional, giving him nothing more.
No extra words.
No eye contact when she came to his cabin for clarifications.
The silence between them felt heavier than any argument.
Later that evening at 4 PM, Mr. Prakash called a short meeting with the core team,
himself, Rahul, Gowtham, and Varsha (Just as she will work on demo).
Throughout the meeting, while Prakash spoke about the critical importance of the upcoming tender.
When he spoke about the tender quote leak, Gowtham watched Varsha eyes drifted to the table, then it landed on Rahuls'
Every second he watched
Varsha’s eyes kept drifting toward Rahul. She watched him attentively, almost intently.
Gowtham noticed it immediately. She indeed know he watch her.
Every time he glanced at her, she deliberately shifted her gaze to Rahul.
What the hell is she doing?
After the meeting ended and Mr. Prakash left, Rahul turned to Varsha with a puzzled smile.
“Varsha, you kept looking at me during the entire discussion.
Is something wrong?”
Varsha tilted her head innocently. “Is this the color Hrithik wore in Bang Bang?
Rahul: What? Varsha Boss was speaking something important and you are thinking about my shirt color..
Varsha: Sir, i can tell what he was telling us, my brain is a mini CCTV recorder.. please answer my question..
Rahul: Oh, NO.. i mean i don't know i don't watch movies much.
Varsha: Oh, but its exactly same dress, it doesn't match to anyone, would be a comedy if someone wears, but it suits you.
If you remove the moustache… you might actually look like him.”
Rahul blinked, completely caught off guard.
He was a straight, gentle man, not used to such sudden compliments.
He laughed awkwardly, a shy flush creeping up his neck.
“That colour shirt suits you, Sir,” Varsha added with a small smile.
“Thank you…
Rahul thought the young lady was hitting on him.. may be i looked beautiful in her eyes.
He took his mobile, turned on front camera, and looked at his face for a moment? Hrithik? is she blind?
She is definitely hitting on me. I'm a HR Right, he smiled to himself, he wanted to try his luck..
he decide to ask her questions.
So, where are you staying?”
“Just north from here, about 3 km.”
“You go by bus?”
“Yes.”
Rahul took initiative..
“Oh, I’ll be going that way in the evening.
Would you like to join me? It’s for your safety, of course. as we three will be working till late 7 PM.
Varsha hesitated for a second, then nodded with an awkward but pleased smile. “Sure… you can drop me.”
Varsha’s eyes flicked toward Gowtham for a brief moment, just long enough for him to catch the glint of satisfaction in them.
She was clearly enjoying his helplessness.
Gowtham felt a sharp, unexpected heat of jealousy rise in his chest.
He clenched his jaw but said nothing.
Meanwhile, at 5 PM, Suresh picked up Sneha from home and drove to Ramya’s hostel. The entire ride, Suresh was lost in his own world — the images from the 12th floor, Vinodhini’s revelations, and the terrifying reality of the empire he had stepped into kept replaying in his mind. Sneha thought Suresh is still cold, for whatever happend earlier.
When they reached home with Ramya, the little girl was excited, chattering nonstop. Sneha looked at Suresh softly and reminded him gently, “Tonight… come back to the master bedroom. For Ramya.”
Suresh gave a small nod, but his eyes remained distant. The weight of two completely different worlds was pressing on him — one at home, slowly crumbling, and another on the 12th floor, dark and powerful.
The house felt strangely quiet that night, each person trapped in their own storm.
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