When Nidhi didn't like the pink room, Raghav ji and Kavita ji gently held her hand and started showing her all the other rooms next door.
Each room was designed in a different theme.
Finally, Nidhi stopped in front of a simple room.
Its interior was elegant, calm, and peaceful.
"I like this room," Nidhi said softly.
"Alright," Raghav ji smiled.
"You rest here for a while. Later, we have a surprise for you."
Kavita ji held Nidhi's hands lovingly and said,
"When the housekeeper comes to call you, come downstairs, okay?"
This was going to be their first gift for their daughter.
That's why both of them looked a little nervous.
Nidhi understood their feelings very well, so she nodded her head gently in yes.
After freshening up, Nidhi took out her phone and started typing a message to someone.
Do you still have that heart medicine… the one that can cure serious heart problems?
As soon as she sent the message, her phone rang immediately.
A gentle voice came from the other side.
"Nidhi… are you planning to make the medicine again using Hriday Amrit?
That wonder drug which is sold at a very high price in the black market?
Did you see another business opportunity?
Is that why you're working on it again?"
Nidhi smiled lightly and replied,
"That's one reason."
"Oh… so the first reason is Kamini Dadi's condition, right?"
The girl on the call asked instantly.
Nidhi smiled again.
"Yes, Sejal ji."
Sejal was Nidhi's best friend and business partner.
She knew Nidhi better than anyone else.
One Hriday Amrit medicine could sell for at least one million,
and at the same time, it could save Kamini Dadi's life.
So it was beneficial in every way.
"But I have only one plant left," Nidhi said calmly.
Hriday Amrit was extremely effective for heart-related problems.
But the plant itself was very rare and very expensive.
Only a few plants had ever been found.
The last plant Nidhi owned had been bought at a very high price.
Most people bought its leftover parts only to extract ingredients,
because they didn't know its real value
and didn't know how to convert it into medicine.
But Nidhi was different.
Using other medical ingredients and herbs,
she could turn Hriday Amrit into a powerful medicine.
Even a single pill worked like nectar for heart patients.
Whenever Nidhi's medicine entered the market,
it disappeared instantly.
According to Sejal,
Hriday Amrit could reach its full potential only in Nidhi's hands.
Otherwise, it would be wasted.
"Do you need it urgently?" Sejal asked.
"Should I bring it to you right now?"
"No, no," Nidhi replied.
"There's no need. I'll come and take it myself in a few days.
Anyway, I'm living nearby now."
Then Nidhi explained everything—
how her biological parents had found her.
"But if the Mehra family has already thrown you out,
and they're not even your real parents,
why are you still worried about Kamini Dadi?"
Sejal asked angrily.
"Why do you still care for her?"
Nidhi replied without any expression,
"Because she is my grandmother… and she raised me."
When Nidhi was growing up,
Alok and Maya were always busy with their work.
Kamini Dadi was the one who brought her up.
And now that Kamini Dadi was so sick,
Nidhi couldn't turn her back on her responsibility.
"Kamini Dadi is still your responsibility," Sejal said.
"And honestly, Alok is such a fool.
He thinks throwing some money, booking a VIP hospital room,
and hiring a caretaker is enough to save her.
He has no idea that if it wasn't for you,
if you hadn't pulled her back from death every time,
she wouldn't have survived till now."
Sejal continued angrily,
"If it wasn't for you, their small factory would never have grown so big.
How would they move from a small town to a posh area?
How would they become so rich?
All of it is the result of your hard work—
work you always did quietly.
According to his business sense,
the company should have gone bankrupt long ago.
And Nidhi… if you had used even half of your abilities for yourself,
you would be one of the richest people in the world.
But you kept doing everything for them.
And unfortunately, the money from all those years of effort
went into their pockets…
while you were left with nothing."
Hearing Sejal's words, Nidhi's eyes became moist.
Then she said lightly,
"Leave it, yaar. It's not a big deal.
I can earn money whenever I want."
She changed the topic calmly.
"Let's not talk about them anymore.
Keep an eye on Hriday Amrit. One plant is not enough.
Focus on the coming developments…
and if there's any news, tell me immediately."
"Don't worry," Sejal replied.
After talking for a while longer,
they ended the call.
At that very moment, Nidhi's phone vibrated again.
When she checked the message, she realized it was from one of her employees.
**"Boss, we've received a huge order.
A super-rich client has ordered one hundred pieces each of clothes, bags, and shoes… for his daughter.
The delivery has to be done today itself.
I've already dispatched all our limited edition items from the warehouse.
We are completely out of stock now.
When will you be sending us new designs?
We're waiting for your message."**
So friends…
Who is this employee, and why is he asking Nidhi for new designs?
Is there another secret behind Nidhi—
beyond being a medical genius?
And finally…
what surprise are Nidhi's new parents preparing for her?
If you're excited to know what happens next,
stay connected with our story…
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