The next day Kiara got ready and went to Ivaan's home. She had all the proofs with her.

She reached the place and took a deep breath. She clutched her bag tightly and rang the bell.

A lady who would be around her mother's age opened the gate. She had a sweet smile on her face which reminded Kiara of her mother.

Kiara was looking at Tanvi and her eyes started getting moist. Tanvi smiled and asked her.

"Boliye?"

(Yes?)

Kiara got out her thoughts and joined her hands in a namaste.

"Mai Kiara hu aunty. Mr. Ivaan Shekhawat-"

(I am Kiara.)

"Ohh haan. Bataya tha usne. Aao."

(Yes. He told me. Come.)

She was welcomed inside. Tanvi asked her to sit and asked what would she have.

"Kuch nhi aunty. Thank you. Aap please Ivaan ko bula dijiye. Mujhe unse baat krni hai."

(Nothing aunty. You please call Ivaan. I want to talk to him.)

Tanvi nodded and showed her the way to Ivaan's room.

She knocked and entered hearing his voice. She was shocked to see him walking around the room shirtless.

"Oh shit! I am sorry. Mujhe pata nhi tha tum itni jaldi aa jaaogi."

(I didn't know you would come so early.)

He said quickly wearing a shirt. He had just come out of the shower.

He asked her if she will have anything and she denied.

"Ok then. You said you have some proofs. What are those?"

He asked as they settled on the bed. She opened her bag and took out the stuff.

"Ek ye letter hai jo kal dikhaya tha, ye kuch photographs hai of him in the brothel aur ek ladki ko jaanti hu mai jo uske kisi ek brothel mai kaam krti hai aur wo ye confess krne ko ready hai ki usne Nilesh ko waha dekha hai."

(One is the letter i showed, some photographs of him in a brothel and i know a girl who works in his brothel and she is ready to confess.)

Kiara said and looked at Ivaan who was examining the things she gave him.

"But inme se kisi se bhi ye prove nhi ho paayega ki Nilesh owns the brothels like you said. Ye letter jo obvious si baat hai usne khud nhi likha, inn photographs se bhi ye prove nhi hoga ki he owns the brothels, he visited the place, kis reason se ye prove nhi hota. Wo ladki bhut help ki ho skti hai lekin agar uske brothel walo ne pehchanne se mana kr dia toh kuch nhi kr paayenge."

(But none of them could prove that Nilesh owns the brothel. This letter which obviously he didn't wrote himself, These photographs won't prove he owns the place, he visited them but the reason couldn't be proved. That girl could help but if the brothel people denied to recognise her that we could not do anything.)

He said and she looked at him helplessly. She took out the last thing she had.

"Ye handycam hai. Isme uski kuch recordings hai of entering the brothel and kuch conversations bhi hai with their caretakers."

(This is the handycam. There are some recording of him entering the brothel and some coversations with the caretakers.)

Ivaan smiled in astonishment and said.

"This is great."

He said and started examining the handycam. He pressed the play button and frowned.

"Kya hua?"

(What happened?)

Kiara asked looking at his troubled expressions.

"Koi bhi video nhi chal rhi Kiara. Video too old show kr rha hai."

(None of the videos is playing. It showed video too old.)

Kiara looked at him shocked. She bit her lips and felt like crying.

Ivaan noticed the change in her and said.

"I have someone jo shayad isse thik kar skta hai."

(I have someone who can mend it.)

He said and quickly dialed someone.

"Hi Anay... Mai thik hu... Kuch kaam tha.... Haan mai aadhe ghante mai pahuchta hu."

(I am fine...Had some work...yes i will be there in half an hour.)

"Chalo. Let's go."

(Come.)

He said and Kiara picked up all her stuff. They sat in his car and drove off. 

Ivaan rang the bell of the house and smiled seeing the lady in front of him.

"Hello gorgeous."

He said and she flipped her hair in attitude and both of them laughed.

He said that he wanted to meet Anay. Anay was as usual sitting in his computer room.

"Hi bhai."

He said and Ivaan greeted him.

"Hi. Kaisa hai?"

(How are you?)

"I am good. Who is she?"

He asked teasing him and he smacked his head.

"Client hai."

(Client.)

Anay made an 'o' face and Ivaan gave him the handycam. 

"Files nhi chal rhi. Check once."

(Files are not working.)

"I'll do it bhai. Aap logo bahar baitho. Jaise hi hota hai mai bula lunga."

(You guys wait outside. I'll you once its done.)

Ivaan nodded and they moved out. He noticed that Kiara still looked tensed.

"Relax. He is brilliant. Wo thik kr dega."

(He will mend it.)

She nodded with a solemn expression and they sat on the sofa.

Just then she saw another man of about Ivaan's age descend down the stairs.

"Hi buddy."

He gave Ivaan a brotherly hug and Ivaan too hugged him smiling.

"Yaha kaise?"

(How come you here?)

"Anay se kaam tha."

(Had work from Anay.)

"Ye kaun hai?"

(Who is she?)

"Client."

"Achha."

(Oh.)

He said naughtily and Ivaan rolled his eyes. 

'Why is everyone teasing me about her?'

They heard Anay call them and they went inside. Anay was sitting there with an unbelieving expression on his face.

"What the hell is this?"

He asked them and Kiara closed her eyes. 

"Kya hua?"

(What happened?)

Ivaan asked and looked at the videos. The video showed the inside of a brothel. There were obscenely dressed women and filthy men roaming around touching and forcing them. Ivaan saw Nilesh talking to the person who seemed to the caretaker and their conversation could be heard pretty well.

The video clearly proved that Nilesh was actually the owner of the brothel. But that's not what shocked Ivaan. He noticed the date and was shocked to see that it was almost fourteen years from now.

He looked at Kiara and wanted to ask her but not in front of Anay.

"Ye videos mujhe chahiye."

(I want these videos.)

He told Anay and he gave him a pendrive saying that it contained the videos.

They were about to move out when Kiara asked.

"Umm-can i have the handycam?"

"Ofcourse."

Anay gave it to her smiling and Ivaan asked her to follow him. She sat in the car quietly as she knew that he was going to ask her many questions.

She knew she couldn't hide it from him for long. He was her lawyer and she had to tell him one day or the other.

They reached her home and straight away went to his room. Ivaan looked at her as if waiting for her to speak herself but she was looking anywhere but him.

"Kaun hu mai Kiara?"

(Who am i Kiara?)

She looked at him hearing his harsh voice.

"Umm-mere lawyer."

(My lawyer.)

"Exactly. Aur apne lawyer se kuch bhi chhupana is not good."

(And hiding something from your lawyer is not good.)

She bit her lip and bowed her head.

"Ye video kisne banayi thi?"

(Who made this video?)

She closed her eyes and answered in a low voice.

"Maine."

(Me.)

"Kitne saal pehle?"

(How long ago?)

He asked and noticed her fists clenching.

"Around 14 saal."

(Around 14 years.)

He took a step towards her and asked.

"If i am not wrong tum uss waqt around 11 saal ki hogi. Right?"

(You must have been 11 years at the time.)

She nodded slowly as tears pricked her eyes remembering everything again.

"What were you doing in a place like that at such a young age? For sure tum jasoosi toh krne gyi nhi thi."

(You were not there for spying.)
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