I've always despised Mr. Singhania. The mere sight of him would boil my blood, but seeing him like thisβrestless, hauntedβwas far from satisfying. It was unnerving. He looked like he had seen a ghost, or rather, the ghost he was desperately trying to avoid. His own mother.
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