Episode 5
The low hum of conversation filled the boardroom as Taara Kulkarni pushed open the glass doors.
Heads turned.
The atmosphere shifted—subtle, immediate—like the room itself straightened its spine at her arrival.
Taara moved to the head of the long table, her heels clicking softly against the marble floor.
She offered a brief nod to the gathered team — her acknowledgment enough
Her eyes, cool and observant, scanned the room.
TAARA Kulkarni/ FL
"Where he is , the exclusive Senior project manager "
The man whose name she hadn’t bothered to learn but whose work had somehow wormed its way into her attention.
Taara folded her hands atop the table, her expression unreadable.
At that moment, a man at the far end of the table stood up, file in hand, ready to present.
Simple grey shirt. Dark trousers. Calm posture.
No flash. No nervous fidgeting.
Just quiet focus.
Their eyes met — and for the first time in years, Taara felt... nothing she could name.
Project mngnt dept. Head
Neel Srivastav , Senior project manager (he announced)
She, who had built an empire by reading people like open books,
who could sense ambition, deceit, loyalty, fear in a single handshake .Found herself standing before a man she couldn't immediately place.
Just a calm, steady quietness that gave nothing away — not even a flicker.
It unsettled her more than any sharp challenge ever could
For a heartbeat too long, she held his gaze, searching —
for ambition, for weakness, for some familiar pattern she could recognize.
But Neel Srivastav offered her nothing.
No defense.
No invitation.
Just that quiet, grounded presence — solid as the earth itself.
Clearing her mind, Taara leaned back in her chair, her expression cooling into professional detachment.
The meeting officially began.
Neel stepped forward without any flourish.
No nervous throat-clearing.
No unnecessary words.
Just straight to the Point
NEEL Srivastav/ ML
Our upcoming project focuses on redefining Divina’s reach into sustainable fashion,( his voice calm, deep, and steady.)
TAARA Kulkarni/ FL
(Arched an eyebrow, surprised )
"No fumbling. No over-selling.
Each word measured.
Each slide sharp, clear, and to the point."
As he spoke, she watched the team.
How they instinctively leaned in.
How they nodded without needing prompting.
By the time he finished outlining the core ideas, the room had fallen into a thoughtful silence.
Taara tapped her pen once against the table — sharp and final.
TAARA Kulkarni/ FL
Good
(she said coolly, voice giving away nothing)
Very good
But inside, a ripple of unfamiliar admiration stirred.
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