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The grand iron gates of the RaiSinghani Mansion creaked open, revealing a convoy of luxury SUVs rolling in. At the center was Shrushti's white Range Rover โ€” the side still bruised with a deep, ugly scratch โ€” a mark from the chaotic morning that meant more than it showed.

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