Inside the opulent, gilded banquet hall, beneath the glittering crystal chandeliers, a lavish party was in full swing. However, with the appearance of Vijay's arrogant face, the harmonious atmosphere was instantly shattered, as if a bucket of cold water had been thrown. He strode directly towards Sunaina and her husband, who were unremarkable in the crowd, his eyes full of blatant contempt. "Well, well, isn't it Ms. Sunaina?" Vijay sneered, his voice not loud, but enough for those around to hear clearly, drawing numerous curious and mocking glances. "How is it that 'petty commoners' like you, living off meager salaries, dare to brazenly freeload at such a high-class event?" Sunaina's husband's face flushed red. He pulled her hand, whispering, "Wife, don't mind him, let's go." He knew full well Vijay's overbearing arrogance, how he never regarded anyone with respect, thanks to his powerful family background. Sunaina clenched her fists, her heart ablaze with fury. Ordinarily, she was cautious and meticulous, only wishing to live a peaceful life, but every word from Vijay felt like a dagger piercing her heart. Just as she was about to speak, Vijay stepped closer, looking down on them disdainfully, a malicious sneer twisting his lips. "Still trying to protect your pathetic dignity? Utterly ridiculous! I'll tell you this: unless your mother kneels before me right now, kisses my shoes, and begs for my forgiveness, you can forget about leaving here unharmed!" The entire hall erupted in murmurs, whispers rising and falling, everyone stunned by Vijay's shamelessness. Sunaina felt a rush of blood to her head. She bit her lower lip hard, ignoring her husband's frantic attempts to restrain her. Just as she was about to explode, her usually silent daughter quietly took out her phone and quickly dialed a number... Almost simultaneously, the banquet hall doors were pushed open again, and a powerful, middle-aged man slowly walked in — Mr. Gupta, Vice President of the Royce Group! Vijay's eyes instantly lit up, his face breaking into a fawning smile. He hurried forward to greet him. "Mr. Gupta! Your presence at my humble abode truly brings us honor!" he gushed. "I presume you've come to congratulate me on the successful signing of my 50-billion deal?" He believed his moment of glory had finally arrived, his face radiating self-satisfaction. However, Mr. Gupta merely gave him a cold glance. Then, his gaze bypassed Vijay and fixed on Sunaina. His voice was calm, yet every word carried undeniable authority: "Mr. Vijay, I apologize for interrupting your 'celebration.' Regarding your 50-billion cooperation with the Royce Group... it has been canceled." A 'boom' echoed in Vijay's mind. The smile on his face instantly froze, his pupils suddenly constricted as if struck by a bolt of lightning. He stood rooted to the spot, utterly stunned, as if plunged into an ice-cold abyss! Who was quietly pulling the strings behind the scenes? How will Vijay's triumphant life unravel? Will Sunaina's family's dignity be fully restored in this sudden upheaval? Find all the answers in the exclusive series, *The Ultimate Husband* – Subscribe now for a 7-day free trial!