Page 123 of Wicked Trap

Tanvi knew they were talking about her father. She had dozens of questions to ask, but right then, her priority was Arjun.

“Come with me, Miss Shetty,” Yash Varma said before leading her to a car parked outside.

But before they got in, Yash Varma stilled. And he began looking at the sky. A strange sound filled the air. Tanvi looked up to see a helicopter. She wondered why Yash Varma was watching it with a frown.

“Can we go right now?” she said. “I want to—” Her voice drowned when shockingly, the helicopter landed on the street.

Before the helicopter wings even stopped rotating, the door to the chopper opened. Her heart jerked to a stop and began racing when she saw a familiar man stepping out.

She ran to him. Although her heart sang seeing that he was doing okay, anger fueled by worry bubbled over.

“You arrogant ass!” she yelled. “What were you thinking storming into that warehouse alone!”

She knew his actions had saved her life, but she was still upset that he risked his life for her.

“Don’t ever do that, you jerk!” she shouted.

“Easy, princess,” he said laughingly, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her toward him. “My girlfriend shot me a while ago. Be nice to me.”

She was relieved, and her heart melted seeing his dimples flash with his broad grin.

Before she could say anything, another feminine voice spoke.

“You must be Tanvi,” she said.

Tanvi turned to see a somewhat familiar-looking beautiful middle-aged woman. And even though there was a worried look on the older woman’s face, she smiled.

“Yes, Ma. This is Tanvi. The woman who shot your favorite son earlier this afternoon.” Arjun sounded amused.

Tanvi froze, and her face heated.

Oh God. It was Arjun’s mother, the generous-hearted woman she had always wanted to meet.

Tanvi realized, she had already met Arjun’s mother once. She had met Parvathi Vardhaman as a child at the Vardhaman Estate.

She never thought she would be meeting the sweet woman again under such circumstances. Her face heated all the more at Arjun’s introduction.

“Aryan!” his mother scolded with a laugh. “Stop teasing the poor girl. She’s worried about you.”

Tanvi’s heart melted at Parvathi Vardhaman’s words. But immediately, her heart began to ache remembering what the sweet woman had to go through.

The man who was still Tanvi’s father in the world’s eyes had destroyed Parvathi Vardhaman’s life due to his jealousy and greed.

Does she know who I am?

Parvathi Vardhaman smiled. “You look beautiful and sweet as you did when you visited the Vardhaman Estate.”

She does remember me.

But there was no hate or anger or bitterness in the other woman’s eyes. Parvathi Vardhaman must have read some of her thoughts.

“Your mother was a sweet and generous woman, Tanvi. She helped us when we needed help the most. She purchased tickets for us to New York and ensured I had a job and a place to live. You are just like her.”

Tanvi didn’t understand what that meant. But Parvathi Vardhaman smiled. “We’ll talk later. Let’s go back to the hospital. My stubborn son wouldn’t listen and rest until he made sure you were doing well.”

Tanvi’s heart fluttered. Arjun’s hand was still wrapped around her, and he was watching her with a smile.

Her eyes prickled with tears at his protectiveness. Although she was still upset that he risked his life for her, her heart felt safe that she loved a man who would put his own life at risk to save her.

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