This haveli, which held a major part of Shivansh’s childhood, was once a private property with rooms aligned according to joint family requirements. But after establishing his own empire, Shivansh got it renovated – still maintaining its traditional touch. The haveli had almost fifty rooms, and in the backyard, which was once barren land, a huge hotel with nearly a hundred rooms had been built to make the haveli more marriage-efficient.

Dressed in casual clothes, Shivansh now roamed around the long corridors. His mind was stuck on Aliyah’s beautiful face and her faint smile. But he knew that smile wasn’t real. After all, which girl would like her own parents to be so distant, even when their daughter is about to get married? He felt helpless, yet he didn’t want to create any drama at the wedding. To ensure Aliyah feels happy and stays away from negative comments, he decided to allot her room on the same floor as his family.