The Courtroom Showdown and a Moral Victory

The night before the court case was a silent, tense world unto itself, a final, fragile calm before the storm that would either save the Aggarwal legacy or tear it apart. Anika lay in Vikram's arms, the feeling of his body against hers a silent, comforting presence in a world that was threatening to crumble around them. The blueprints of their future, a future built on love, trust, and a fierce, unyielding partnership, were now resting on the fragile, brittle paper of a moral contract signed by a dead man. They had a secret, a weapon, but the battlefield was a courtroom, and the enemy was a ruthless, powerful dynasty that had no moral compass, only a hunger for power.