Vihan turned to Shruti, his eyes locking onto hers as he extended his hand. "Nice to meet you, Miss Singh," he said, his voice warm and professional. Shruti nodded, her smile polite, and shook his hand briefly. "It's my pleasure."His gaze flicked to Vikram, who was still seated, his face dark with anger. Vihan's expression remained neutral as he turned to Rishi. "I want to talk to Miss Singh," he said, his tone firm but courteous. Rishi nodded and turned to Vikram. "Mr. Vikram," he called out, gesturing for him to leave. Vikram's face twisted in frustration, but he stood