Chapter 7

The private jet landed in the Bangalore International Airport.

“You don’t even have any luggage with you? What’s your plan? A shopping spree with Shravan’s credit card?” Isha asked and Shravan groaned mentally.

What had happened to the sweet natured Isha? Where did this bitchy avatar come from?

“Of course yes. I’m a newlywed bride. New brides are entitled to their shopping spree with their husband’s credit card,” Drishti said batting her eyes lashes innocently.

“Of course I know girls like you,” Isha said.

“You ought to. You must be looking at the mirror at least twice a day,” Drishti said.

“For the love of God! Will you two please shut up,” Shravan was finally losing it.

What did he do to deserve this?

“Isha, I will drop you at your place. Will see you the first thing in the morning. We have to get this deal somehow,” Shravan said and Isha nodded.

Business! Drishti rolled her eyes.

Shravan is reminding her of her father.