Chapter 26: The paige family

After causing chaos in the arena, Ayesha found herself speechless, her usual air of entitlement shattered by the turn of events. Frustrated and desperate to assert her dominance, she let out a piercing shriek, hoping to intimidate those around her.

With a sly grin on my face, I couldn't resist the opportunity to respond to her outburst. "Do your parents not even know who you are?" I retorted, relishing the chance to puncture her inflated ego. The spectators, aware of Ayesha's notorious reputation, struggled to contain their laughter. It wasn't just my playful jab that amused them; it was the realization of her helplessness. Ayesha had become notorious for involving herself in numerous altercations, inflicting harm on individuals simply because she didn't like them. In one horrifying incident, she even commanded her servants to brutally attack a hotel manager whose shadow had inadvertently crossed her path. Yes, she was nothing short of an abhorrent and contemptible individual.

Despite her reprehensible actions, Ayesha's parents, blinded by their love for their only daughter, turned a blind eye. They adored her unconditionally, unable to reprimand her for fear of tarnishing their family's name. The onlookers, witnessing her acts of cruelty, were infuriated yet helpless. They understood that Ayesha's parents would go to any lengths to protect their daughter's perceived dignity.

However, I, Nitish, or should I say James Bond, had a different outlook. I couldn't suppress my innate sense of justice. It was as if the character of Batman resided within me, urging me to take action and restore balance. And so, I approached Ayesha, my expression filled with utmost disgust. Without hesitation, I spat on the ground beside her, causing her to cry out in anger and disbelief. And then, with a swift motion, I delivered a resounding slap that forced her to kneel before me.

For me, gender equality was paramount. I saw people for who they truly were, disregarding their gender. I possessed an unwavering determination to protect those I cared for and sought vengeance against those I despised. Ayesha, now humiliated and in my shadow, was left seething with rage, utterly powerless to retaliate. Her eyes burned with anger, yet she was immobilized, unable to take any action against me.

As I continued to reprimand her, exerting my authority, a sudden surge of powerful pressure swept through the arena. It was as if a force greater than anything imaginable had descended upon us, causing everyone, except me, to crumble under its weight. However, due to my unique ability to control gravity, I remained unaffected, standing tall and unyielding.

The source of this overwhelming pressure revealed itself to be none other than Ayesha's parents, racing to the arena at full speed. Yet, upon witnessing my resilience, they recognized that there was someone far more formidable than them protecting me. Realizing their own insignificance, they reluctantly released the pressure, relenting to the strength they saw in me. Approaching me with fury in their eyes, they walked toward their fallen daughter, who was now beneath my foot.

"How dare you?" they seethed, their voices laced with anger and disbelief.

I met their gaze with unwavering resolve. "I dare enough to kick your daughter and instill some sense in her—a task you have clearly failed to accomplish," I responded assertively, refusing to back down. It was a moment of defiance, standing up against the unjust actions of a spoiled and cruel individual, regardless of their familial status or influence.

And so, in that arena, the tables turned, as the once-mighty Ayesha found herself at the mercy of her own deplorable behavior. The bystanders, though initially helpless, reveled in the sight of her downfall, knowing that justice had prevailed, if only for a fleeting moment.