The black sleek car rolled to a stop in front of Infinity Corporation. A man in a crisp black suit stepped out from the front seat, his movements precise. Without wasting a second, he circled to the back and opened the rear door.

Out stepped a woman draped in an expensive light-pink saree with intricate embroidery — elegance tailored for power. A designer clutch in one hand, oversized sunglasses shielding her eyes, she radiated the polished arrogance of someone used to being noticed. Heads turned instantly, whispers floating in the air.

But she ignored them all. Her gaze lifted to the tall, gleaming glass façade of Infinity Corporation — a symbol of dominance in the corporate world. For a moment, a shadow crossed her face. Success… pure, towering, undeniable. The kind that stung.

Her lips curved into a wry smile. The Chauhans aren’t small players either… but Infinity? They’ve built an empire that even we can’t match.

Shaking away the bitter flicker in her veins, she adjusted her sunglasses, smirked, and strode forward with the poise of someone born to command, her assistant following closely.