Jivan smiled after hearing Rudra speaking proudly and lovingly about his younger sister.
On the other hand, Yashraj Singh concealed the bitterness and envy he felt in his heart and said with a confident look on his face, "It's decided now. I will go to meet her without any prior notice this time." He thumped his fist on the table. "She has to come with me."
Rudra smiled at him and shook his head slightly. "I still think she will try to avoid you, Sir. Because the phobia of weapons is not her sole problem," His expressions turned grim.
Yashraj Singh noticed the worry in Rudra's eyes and could not help but ask with a frown, "What's wrong, Rudra? Is there any major problem with your sister?"
Rudra rapped his fingers on the report in front of him and leaned slightly forward with a solemn expression on his face. "Sir, it's because of her special body constitution that she doesn't want to come here."