Page 90 of Wicked Trap

Tanvi frowned. “Fiancé? I hope you mean Rahul.”

Divya’s face fell. “N-no. It’s some other man. I’m getting married in two weeks.”

“What?” Tanvi asked in shock. “How can you agree to marry some other man? Don’t you love Rahul?”

Divya looked heartbroken. “I-I didn’t exactly agree to marry the man. But I don’t have a choice, Tanvi.”

“Of course, you have a choice! This is ridiculous. Let me speak to your father and mother. Are they both here at the party?”

Divya shook her head vigorously and held Tanvi’s hand tightly. “No! They will get angry with me for telling you. And it might be okay because m-my sister-in-law promised to help me break off the alliance. I-I trust her.”

Tanvi frowned. She hadn’t met Divya’s sister-in-law. But she had heard about her from Divya and admired the other woman who was a self-made businesswoman. When Divya’s brother had died in an accident, Divya’s father had humiliated his daughter-in-law publicly during the funeral. Tanvi was proud of how Divya’s sister-in-law had stood strong without falling apart.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to speak to your parents?” Tanvi asked Divya.

Divya nodded again.

Tanvi had a bad feeling. “Why don’t you talk to the guy your father is forcing you to marry?” Tanvi suggested. “Tell him that you don’t want to marry him.”

“I already did.”

Tanvi frowned. “And yet, he still wants to marry you?”

Divya nodded hopelessly.

“Who is that man?” Tanvi wondered what kind of guy was willing to marry a woman who loved someone else or wasn’t interested in marrying him.

Divya shook her head. “H-his name is Yash Varma. He is from New York.”

Tanvi’s heart jerked. Oh my God. Is he the Prism chairman?

No. He can’t be. If Divya was engaged to the Prism chairman, why would my father try to pimp me out to the man as well?

Something was off.

“Is he the chairman of a company?” she asked.

Her friend nodded. “Yes.”

Tanvi frowned. “Does he own the company that is destroying City Central Park to build a mall?”

Divya looked confused. “I-I don’t think so. He owns a company that recently acquired my sister-in-law’s software company. I’m not sure about the mall construction.”

Tanvi continued to frown. If the man had acquired a software company, then he most likely owned a software enterprise as well.

But how many rich men could there be from New York who were investing in the city and hobnobbing with the city’s elite?

It was odd.

Even though she knew the man Divya was engaged to wasn’t the Prism chairman, she wanted to eliminate all possibilities.

“How does the man look?” she asked Divya.

Divya blushed despite her anxiousness. “He... is very good-looking, but in an intimidating way with a scar on his cheek. I couldn’t stop looking at him even though I was scared of him.”

Tanvi frowned. She made a note to look out for a good-looking man with a visible scar on his cheek.

“I don’t know why he wants to marry me,” Divya said in both confusion and quite a bit of awe. “I love Rahul, and I can’t live without him. But... a part of me feels flattered that Yash Varma who is so... so... good-looking and a rich billionaire wants to marry me. Even I know that a man like him would never be interested in me under normal circumstances.”

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