I stared at the blinking screen of the phone, my breath hitching as the name Aadhvik flashed over and over. I knew who that was. Everyone in India knew who Aadhvik was—the billionaire tech who owns the biggest publication house, who also happened to be Advait's closest childhood friend. If Aadhvik was calling right now, it meant the news had traveled at lightning speed. It meant the entire upper tier of society, the people Advait actually belonged with, were already watching his life catch fire because of me.