"What do you mean by that, you agree with me?" Catherine asked with a confused look and a frown on her face..
"You have never even seen my boss nor you have seen his family.
You are just a security guard in a third rate company you wouldn't be able to imagine it in your dreams how rich they are let alone meeting them in face to face"
She leaned closer, her tone dripping with disdain.
"I might as well tell you anyhow. My ultimate goal is to become Mrs. Raghavan.
If I became Riya Raghavan's stepmother, You have my word I will never let her marry some random broke nobody just like you."
After flaunting her ambitions, her dream, she felt satisfied and picked up her orange juice from the table and took a small sip with a huge smug look on her face.
In her mind he had already determined him to be completely unworthy for her match.
And she also felt that explaining herself to a security guard was really a waste of breath.
