The Malhotras

It was only the morning but the day already took a toll over Advait. It was a Sunday, the day of fun. But for him it was always the most hectic day when he had to be on his toes every second to ensure that his kids don't break someone's head.

He just took a sigh of relief when the other trouble entered the house with long strides. His face was contorted in anger and his eyes were questioning.

"Tu yahan shaanti se baitha hua hai?" Reyansh asked incredulously, the usual hint of mischief in his tone was not there.

Abhishek was also present there, his lips curved into a smile but after sensing the anger in Reyansh's tone, the smile faded.

"To kya naachu?" Advait asked, raising his brow, finding his question absurd.

"Advait." Reyansh gritted out.

Advait stood up immediately, sensing the seriousness in his voice, "Kya hua?" He asked, his voice was serious.

"Tu mujhse puch raha hai kya hua tujhe nahi pata?" Reyansh said.

"Mujhe kaise pata hoga, Rey. Kya hua batayega?" Advait asked frustrated.

"Tune apna phone nahi dekha?" Reyansh asked.

Advait pulled out his phone from his pocket, "Nahi... Mai busy tha." He said, his voice was confused.

"Aaj ki breaking news dekh." Reyansh ordered.

Advait opened his phone and a ton of notifications pulled down on the screen. He ignored all of it and opened the news, the moment his eyes read the headlines of today's news. His grip on his phone tightened, his jaw clenched so tightly that the twitch on it was clearly visible.

Abhishek looked at him and then at Reyansh silently asked him about the situation through his eyes. But Reyansh gestured for him to go upstairs, Abhishek shook his head in return but one hard glare from Reyansh made him scurried away from there.

"What the hell is this?" Advait thundered throwing the phone on the floor in anger.

"Wahi to mai tujhse puch raha hoon ye kya bakwas kar rahe hain media wale?" Reyansh asked equally in anger.

Advait was inhaling through his nostrils, his face was red with anger. His chest was heaving up and down because it was not about him. It was about his loved ones. His family. His Shreya.

A local clicked their pictures on the beach and forwarded it to the media. The media got the spice about the most influential personality of the city and now they were spreading the rumors. The fake news and rumors were not affecting Advait. It never does. But the names she was using for Shreya were building rage inside him.

The headlines were like.

Is Advait Malhotra secretly married to her?

Why's he hiding his wife from the world?

Is the girl showing in the picture really his wife or just a 'hook-up'?

Is she behind his money?

The sources informed us that she visits Malhotra Mansion regularly.

Some people are even claiming that she is the mistress of the famous industrialist.

"Phone de." Advait asked for Reyansh's phone and he handed it to him without wasting any moment.

Advait called Tia, she picked up the call on second ring, "Hey!" She said from the other side thinking it would be Reyansh.

"Listen to me carefully, Tia." Advait said coldly.

"Advait? I was just about to call you. I just saw the news. What's all this?" She asked.