Sahil felt so depressed he wanted to vomit from disgust and revulsion. The nausea was almost physical.
Setting aside the fact that he looked down upon this woman’s daughter completely and utterly.
Based solely on the reality that this person had foolishly offended President Alex he would absolutely never accept such a match. That alone was enough to disqualify them permanently.
Moreover he had so knowledge in palm and face reading. His grandmother had taught him these ancient arts.
This woman possessed a pointed face with monkey-like cheeks. The features were unmistakable.
Whoever married into this family would have an unfortunate end and never be happy. It was written clearly in her face.
Also the daughter’s appearance was genuinely shaful and unappealing based on what he could deduce if we remove the filters on the photograph. The real person must look nothing like this edited image.
How good could their child possibly be with such unfortunate genetics? The apple never falls far from the tree.
The photograph was obviously fake and heavily manipulated. Anyone with eyes could see that.
Even if the appearance were sohow genuine it would certainly be the artificial result of extensive plastic surgery procedures. Nothing about it looked natural.
Sahil turned to address his father directly. "Father! When you search for a potential partner you cannot simply choose based on superficial appearance alone! Upbringing and character and family background are all trendously important factors! How can you consider a family so lacking in basic manners and decency? How much better can the daughter possibly be?"
"What?!" Rekha’s face twisted with outrage. Her expression beca ugly.
"You dare claim I lack manners and proper behavior?"
Rekha imdiately beca agitated and defensive. Her voice rose several octaves. "How could I possibly be ill-mannered? You simply do not understand or appreciate properly!"
Sahil sneered with open contempt and disgust. His lip curled. "You were standing here just monts ago looking down on others. You looked down on President Alex rely because he was wearing a security guard uniform! Let inform you of the absolute truth. President Alex only needs to withdraw one ten-thousandth of his total wealth and the amount would still exceed everything your entire family possesses!"
After delivering this devastating revelation Sahil walked directly up to Alex. He spoke with genuine respect and deference "President Alex let us depart from here imdiately. Please do not bother wasting your ti and energy on these ignorant people."
Witnessing this shocking exchange the entire audience was absolutely stunned into silence!
No this could not be possible!
Who exactly was this security guard really? How could a major business tycoon who owned six premium apartnts in Mumbai’s city center treat him with such obvious respect and awe?!
Everyone stared in absolute disbelief. Their eyes widened with profound shock at what they were witnessing. Mouths hung open.
This major business tycoon had actually scolded Rekha for the sake of defending a re security guard? It made no sense.
Who was this security guard truly? What was his real identity?
So began to guess whether he might be a person who was exiled by his family for doing sothing shaful so he is now repenting. Soone even guessed that rich people like to dress as poor to play the pig to eat the tiger. Or maybe he could be an undercover agent under so secret operation? The theories grew wilder by the second.
Their eyes reflected surprise and doubt mixed with complete incredulity. The situation defied all logic and social expectations they had built over years. Nothing made sense anymore.
"You must be joking with us." One woman protested weakly.
"You cannot be serious right now can you?" Another added with disbelief.
Rekha looked at Sahil with stubborn disbelief written across her features. "How could this security guard possibly be wealthy? If you possessed genuine wealth would you be working as a security guard? Are you looking down on my daughter so you deliberately fabricated this ridiculous excuse?"
She refused to believe that Alex was wealthy. It was impossible in her worldview.
Even if Sahil himself looked down upon Anjali as a potential match her mother would never accept this absurd impossible fact. Her pride would not allow it. She had invested too much in promoting her daughter.
At precisely this dramatic mont a voice rang out from not far away.
"Mother why are you at the matchmaking corner again?"
Anjali herself had arrived on the scene. Her timing could not have been worse.
After that disastrous blind date where she had arrogantly turned down what she thought was a re security guard, Anjali had been feeling sowhat uncomfortable for the past few days. Sothing about the encounter had nagged at her. She wanted to return ho and discuss the situation with her parents directly.
But who could have anticipated this developnt?
Her own mother was arranging blind dates for her at the park’s matchmaking corner once again! The humiliation was unbearable.
Furthermore she was actively promoting and advertising her daughter to strangers like so kind of product on sale!
Anjali pushed through the gathered crowd with difficulty. The first person she noticed was her parents standing near the center of attention. The second person she recognized was Alex himself! That sa security guard from the blind date!
This person looked exactly like Alex! The sa man she had rejected so dismissively!
Anjali called out with shocked recognition "You are Alex?!"
"Yes that is correct."
Alex slowly removed the face mask he had been wearing for privacy. He had worn it specifically to avoid situations like this.
Once the mask ca off his handso features were fully revealed to the entire gathering!
Upon witnessing this transformation everyone’s eyes widened dramatically. They collectively gasped with amazent and appreciation. The reaction was instantaneous.
"That young man is extraordinarily handso!" One elderly woman exclaid.
"I never expected this security guard to possess such remarkable appearance and natural charisma!" Another agreed enthusiastically.
"This is absolutely incredible! His looks are sufficient to beco a film star or celebrity!" A third chid in.
"Young man are you still single by any chance? I have a daughter who remains unmarried. We should exchange contact information and chat!" One desperate mother pushed forward.
"Young man please wait. Let show you my daughter’s photo!" Another interrupted.
In an instant a large group of elderly parents who were desperately seeking spouses for their sons and daughters fixed their attention on Alex.
They circled around him like predators surrounding prey. Their enthusiasm reached fever pitch levels. So were already pulling out their phones to show photos of their children.
Alex felt sweat forming on his brow despite the cool evening air. This was getting out of hand quickly.
Sotis being too handso created minor but genuine annoyances in daily life. This was one of those monts he wished he could just disappear into thin air.
"It really is you!" Anjali’s eyes widened with shock and recognition. Her face turned pale.
She had rely suspected his identity monts ago when she asked her initial question. She hoped she was wrong.
She had never genuinely expected it to actually be him standing here! Of all the places in Mumbai, he was here at this exact mont. The universe was playing a cruel joke on her.
Her mind raced back to that blind date.
How arrogantly she had dismissed him. How condescendingly she had spoken.
The mory made her cringe with embarrassnt and regret.
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