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Jaggu stood still at the doorway, holding a white envelope in one trembling hand and silence in the other.
Rivaan Kapoor, lounging on his leather recliner like a man who had just won a war he never wanted, looked up at his most loyal aide.
“What’s the matter, Jaggu?” Rivaan asked, his voice sharp but calm.
No answer.
Jaggu stepped forward and placed the envelope gently on Rivaan’s desk. He hesitated, then removed his phone from his pocket and set it beside the envelope.
Rivaan frowned, picked up the envelope, and tore it open. His eyes scanned the words, but they didn’t need long. The message was clear. It was a resignation letter.
“What the hell is this?” Rivaan snapped, looking up at Jaggu.
“My protest,” Jaggu said quietly. “My way of saying this is wrong.”
Rivaan sto
