"Some wars are fought in shadows.
The deadliest ones… are fought under chandeliers."
— Eris
📍 VR Group — Official Announcement (8 AM)
A breaking headline flashes across all business channels:
"VR Group to host an exclusive invitation-only Charity Gala for Women's Empowerment — Led by CEO Aarav Vir Rathore."
The world buzzes.
"He never attends public galas!"
"VR Group never partners with celebrities— is this about Sara?"
"Wait… isn't her new film about women's empowerment?"
🎟️ Sara Receives A Letter
Not an email.
Not a text.
A hand-delivered black envelope sealed with VR Group's sigil: a silver crown with a hidden flame behind it.
Inside — an invitation card.
To: Ms. Sara Mehta
Title Listed: Creative Cultural Ambassador — VR Group (Special Appointment)
Status: Guest of Honor
Sara stared at it.
Ritu, her manager, gasped.
"Guest of Honor? That title doesn't even exist in their company structure!"
Sara didn't answer.
Her phone buzzed.
Hidden 💬 — A.V.R:
"Accept it."
Sara (typing): So this is how you reveal us to the world? A gala?
A.V.R: No.
"This is how you enter my world… not as a secret. But with your own title."
**For the first time — he wasn't hiding her.
He was crowning her.
🔮 But Elsewhere… Someone Watches The Invitation
A phone screen lit up in a dark studio dressing room.
A woman held it — gorgeous, calculated, with eyes like venom dipped in honey.
Her lips curled into a slow smile.
Unknown Woman: "So… he's bringing you out in the open, Sara?"
She tossed the phone onto her vanity table — where a newspaper clipping lay.
Headline from 2 years ago:
"Rising Actress Sara Mehta rumored to be in conflict with co-star Alisha Verma over major role deal."
The woman — Alisha Verma, once Sara's biggest on-screen rival… and the only person Sara once called a friend before fame divided them — picked up her phone again.
She opened Eris's chat group.
Alisha (typing): "Send me the gala details. I'll attend… as an uninvited guest."
Eris replied instantly.
Eris: "Welcome to the stage, Alisha. Let's see how well Sara performs when her past walks into her future."
🎭 VR TOWER — Aarav's Office
Dev stood by as Aarav reviewed guest lists personally — cross-checking every entry.
Dev: Security protocol is airtight. Only confirmed names on the list… no deviations.
Aarav (without looking up): There will be deviations.
Dev hesitated.
Dev: Should we stop them?
Aarav finally looked up — eyes dark, unreadable.
Aarav: "No. Let them come.
War is pointless without an audience."