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 that what is happening in Mumbai" Hari spoke in a humble tone as Misty looked up to her uncle who is serving in this home since she is five years.