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After Blind Date: I Became A Billionaire

The nanny becomes stepmother. At the funeral of his biological mother, Sameera was ridiculed and forced to go on a blind date. Out of anger, she got married to a strange man within an hour and got the certificate. I was looking forward to a stable and quiet life in the future, but it was full of difficulties. Fortunately, at every critical moment, her newlywed husband was by her side to help her avert danger. "Mr. Khurana, why are you so powerful?" The assistant thought to himself: It's not his Mr. Khurana who has the ability to make money. Mr. khurana: "Use your brain, just rely on intelligence." Sameera believed it to be true, but unexpectedly that day, she accidentally saw the astronomical amount of money deposited in a certain bank card on Mr. Khurana's mobile phone... It turned out that her husband from a flash marriage was from India. Except for her, no one knows... The boss! ! *********** Cover is not mine all credits goes to the owner.

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37 Chs

Kartik Khurana's antifans

hiss...

Sameera Raichand just opened the door of the small training center and suddenly shuddered.

Why is the weather so cold in September?

Why does she always feel like someone is talking about her behind her back?

Enter the house and lock the door.

This is her side business. She has opened a chess training center. It is not a big place, and she and another little girl teach. It is open on weekends, winter and summer vacations, and specializes in teaching children aged fifteen and under.

She didn't want to go back tonight, so she came here to spend the night.

I was busy with my mother's funeral some time ago, and classes didn't start last weekend. Parents have been asking in the group for two or three days whether classes can start this weekend. Sameera never had time to reply properly.

Now she poured her coffee and sat down. As soon as she replied in the group, a parent called her and asked her what was going on. She missed a week of classes and could the money be refunded.

Sameera Raichand patiently explained, ended the call, and the next parent called again.

Followed closely, one after another.

Sameera Raichand patiently explained one by one. In the end, she drank coffee and checked the announcements in the group.

As soon as I finished swiping my phone, I put down my phone and was about to make some instant noodles, when another unknown number called me.

She leaned on the sofa, pinched the bridge of her nose and said helplessly: "Parent, if you have any questions, please read the announcement in the group."

"Granddaughter-in-law, since when did we have a family group? You didn't invite me, the parent, to join the group!"

Sameera Raichand: "...???"

Three seconds later.

"Yes, it's grandpa..." Sameera Raichand was so embarrassed that he could dig out a villa with his toes.

She remembered that during a chess game before, Grandpa Khurana left her number and said that he would call her when she arranged to play chess in the future.

But she didn't save Grandpa Khurana's number, so she got into trouble.

However, the old man didn't take it to heart, but asked with concern: "It's me, have you eaten? That kid Kartik is not sensible. He didn't even take you to eat after receiving the certificate, and he didn't give you his home address or keys. Are you not angry? If you are, can I ask him to apologize to you? "

"No... no need, grandpa, it's not a big deal..."

"I'm Kartik Khurana."

Sameera Raichand: "...Yeah."

"Gandhi Road, Eden Garden, Building 23, Unit 1, No. 1888, the door lock is a combination lock, the password is 9661453."

"ah?"

"Is this your WhatsApp phone number? I'll add you on WhatsApp and send it to you via WhatsApp."

"Oh, that's good."

After hanging up the phone, Sameera Raichand didn't even want to eat instant noodles.

So full.

A minute later, Sameera Raichand received two friend verification messages.

As soon as she passed the verification, she was pulled into a group whose leader was Grandpa Khurana.

Group nickname: Kartik Khurana's anti-fans (3)

Sameera Raichand: [...]

Kartik Khurana: [...]

Kartik Khurana: [Old man, can you be more childish? ]

After a while, the group nickname was changed by the group owner to: Sweet young couple and lonely old man (3)

Kartik: [...]

Grandpa khurana: [From now on, apart from my great-grandson and great-granddaughter, no fourth person can come in to this group, otherwise it will be disbanded. ]

Sameera Raichand looked at the phone, and a smile from the bottom of her mouth unconsciously appeared.

This smile comes from the warmth of long absence.

Ever since her mother became seriously ill, she had never been truly happy for a day. Later, when she found out about her father and Lata Sharma, she was even more disappointed in her family and never felt the warmth of her family for a moment again.

After her mother left, she understood that her first destination in the world was gone.

But at this moment, she seemed to feel the long-lost warmth again.

There was a trace of moisture in the corners of his eyes.

Just as I was stagnant, a new private message jumped into my sight.

Kartik Khurana: [Gandhi Road, Eden Garden, Building 23, Unit 1, No. 1888, door lock password: 9661453]