Chapter 17

Baby Doll and Cool Mom

Mishty entered his home which is not less than a palace. She frowned seeing the empty hall. Soon her servant came running to her with a black tea. Mishty took a sip and sat over her couch.

"I don't want to stay here" Mishty mumbled with a pout as the servant smiled at the girl.

"Dear, but it's for your safety. You already know what is happening in Mumbai" Hari spoke in a humble tone as Misty looked up to her uncle who has been serving in this home since she was five years old.

"You will be staying for 2 weeks only. So relax" Hari added as Mishty turned away all annoyed. She took her mobile and saw a message flashing on it.

"Don't get angry, Dear. Dad will solve everything here. Till then be safe there. Love you. Dad" the message made her smile. She switches on the television and was hell bored to even watch that. So she got up and got her yellow favourite knee-length gown.

She loves to dress up whenever she is upset. She too