SUPREME TYCOON SYSTEM

Chapter 3: Men Don’t Post Statuses Without a Reason

Chapter 3: Men Don’t Post Statuses Without a Reason

“What is going on?”

A distressed Sunita Agnihotri entered the living room and questioned her son, “Where are all of Riya’s belongings? Why can I only see your things in this house?

Viraj Agnihotri knew that the truth could not remain hidden for long once his mother entered the apartment.

Therefore, he did not try to avoid the matter.

“I sent her belongings to her parents’ house.”

The concern on Sunita’s face intensified.

“But why? Did the two of you have an argument? Yes.”

Viraj nodded.

“Yesterday, we discussed certain matters that could not be ignored. I ended my relationship with her.”

“You ended the relationship?”

It felt as though the ground had disappeared beneath Sunita’s feet.

“What are you saying?”

She immediately tried to reason with her son.

“No one cancels a wedding because of one argument. Minor disagreements happen between husbands and wives all the time.”

“She is a young woman. If something made her angry, you could have compromised a little. What would you have lost?”

“Your wedding was only a few days away. Our relatives have already been informed, and the invitations are being sent.”

Mother, this wasn’t a minor argument.”

Viraj spoke firmly, “I made this decision after careful consideration. This wedding will not happen.”

“Please don’t try to persuade me to change my decision.”

Sunita fell silent.

Her son had always possessed a calm temperament.

Since childhood, Viraj had rarely been stubborn about anything. He would even abandon his own desires to make others happy.

For the past three years, he had silently fulfilled Riya’s unreasonable demands as well.

But today, his voice carried a determination Sunita had never heard before.

She suddenly remembered Riya’s past behavior.

When Riya had visited their hometown a few months ago, the dislike on her face upon seeing Sunita’s small rented house had been unmistakable.

She had barely spoken to Sunita properly.

She had even mocked her simple clothes and modest lifestyle.

At the time, Sunita had ignored it, thinking Riya might merely be uncomfortable because she had grown up in a large city.

Then she remembered a phone call from Riya several days earlier.

Riya had not spoken directly, but she had repeatedly said that a newly married couple should be given the opportunity to begin their life independently.

At the time, Sunita had failed to understand the hidden meaning behind her words.

But now everything was clear.

The color drained from Sunita’s face.

She asked quietly, “Son, tell your mother the truth.”

“Did all of this happen because of me?”

“No, Mother.”

Viraj answered immediately, “This has nothing to do with you. I simply disliked Riya’s behavior.”

“Was the argument about the apartment?”

Viraj remained silent.

But to his mother, that silence was an answer.

Sunita continued, “Does Riya not want me to live with the two of you after the wedding?”

“No, it isn’t like that.”

Viraj tried to avoid the subject again to protect her from worry.

“Please don’t overthink it.”

“That is exactly what happened.”

Sunita spoke sorrowfully, “She called me recently. She repeatedly said that the two of you should begin your married life separately.”

“Should have understood what she meant at that moment.”

Blaming herself, she said, “She doesn’t want me to live with you.”

“Mother…”

Sunita remained silent for several moments.

Then she released a long breath.

“Viraj, marriage is one of the most important decisions of a person’s life. Don’t destroy such an important relationship solely because of me.”

“It isn’t right to make decisions in anger or emotion.”

Guilt appeared in her eyes.

“This is all my fault. I’ve placed you in a very difficult position.”

“If Riya is uncomfortable living with me, then it’s fine. I’ll return to our hometown.”

“The landlord probably hasn’t rented that room to anyone else yet. I can speak to him.”

Sunita forced herself to smile.

“The only difference will be that I won’t be able to take care of your child in the future.”

Viraj stared at his mother in disbelief.

She was prepared to leave the apartment she had purchased by selling her own home—simply to save her son’s marriage.

Anger erupted in Viraj’s eyes.

“You’ll go back?”

“But where?”

He gestured around them.

“Mother, this is your apartment!”

“You sold your house and invested your entire life’s savings. That is how this apartment was purchased.”

“If someone must leave, it will be Riya—not you!”

Viraj now understood that Riya had called his mother behind his back and hinted that she should not live with them.

She had started troubling Mother without even telling me!

What a calculating woman!

Since his mother had already understood the truth, Viraj stopped concealing it.

He said angrily, “Mother, you purchased this apartment. Riya and her family did not contribute even a single rupee.”

“Then by what right can her parents live here while you cannot?”

“What kind of justice is that?”

“She threatened to cancel the wedding over every small disagreement.”

“Fine! This time, I turned her threat into reality.”

If she doesn’t want this marriage, then this marriage will never happen!”

Viraj straightened his back and declared, “I am not such a disgraceful son that I would throw my mother out of her own home for a selfish wife.”

“Viraj, don’t say such harsh things in anger.”

Sunita attempted to calm him.

“I am truly fine. As long as you remain happy, that is enough for me.”

“Where I live doesn’t matter that much. The fact that you care about me is already more than enough.”

“But it matters to me.”

Viraj took both his mother’s hands in his.

His voice softened, but his decision remained unshakable.

“After Father passed away, you raised me alone.”

“I cannot even fully imagine all the hardships you endured. You abandoned your own desires to fulfill my every need.”

“You will not suffer humiliation or hardship because of me anymore.”

He continued seriously, “Besides, I have already seen Riya’s true nature.”

“Obeying her every demand would not make our marriage happy. It would only encourage her to demand more.”

“Today, she is saying that you cannot live in this apartment.”

“Tomorrow, she might ask me to sever my relationship with you.”

“And the day after that, she may demand that I transfer the entire apartment into her parents’ names.”

“Could compromising with a woman like that truly give me a happy family?”

Sunita had no answer.

Viraj continued, “It is better to end the relationship today. What would be the point of regretting it after marriage?”

“If we divorced after the wedding, the situation would become far worse.”

“For now, we have only ended a relationship. Later, our entire lives might have been ruined.”

“But…”

“Mother, there are no more buts.”

A confident smile appeared on Viraj’s face.

“I am your son.”

“I’m young, handsome, and destined to earn a great deal of money in the future.”

“Tell me yourself—what good woman wouldn’t want me?”

Viraj knew he was not saying this merely to comfort his mother.

He possessed the Do-As-You-Please System.

In only two days, his bank balance had reached ₹3,553,000.

And this was merely the beginning.

It was difficult even to estimate how much wealth he would possess in the future.

Seeing her son behave so wisely and firmly for the first time, Sunita’s eyes filled with tears.

She was saddened that his wedding had been cancelled.

But she felt even greater pride because her son had not hesitated to abandon such an important relationship to defend her dignity.

Sunita wiped away her tears.

“Fine.”

“If you don’t want to marry her, then you won’t.”

“My son is such a good man. There will be no shortage of women who want to marry you.”

Viraj smiled.

“That’s more like it.”

Sunita lovingly stroked his head.

“You travelled such a long distance today. You must be hungry.”

“I’ll prepare your favorite shahi paneer and puris.”

“Yes. Thank you, Mother.”

Sunita entered the kitchen.

Viraj walked alone onto the balcony.

The evening landscape of Indore stretched before his eyes. Lights were beginning to illuminate the distant buildings, while long lines of vehicles filled the roads below.

He took out his phone.

After thinking briefly, he took a good selfie.

There was no sadness on his face.

Instead, he appeared liberated and confident.

He then posted a W******p status—

The wedding has been cancelled! Tea and samosas are on me today.

He added his attractive selfie to the message.

Because men did not post statuses without a reason.

Every status concealed some objective.

Viraj’s status had two purposes.

The first—

To inform his friends and acquaintances that the wedding had been cancelled so there would be no misunderstanding later.

And the second—

To make Riya understand that their relationship was completely over.

There would be no apology.

No compromise.

And no opportunity to return.

Viraj put the phone back into his pocket.

However, one problem remained.

He had given Riya’s family an engagement gift of ₹651,000.

In addition, the rest of Viraj’s hard-earned savings had also been kept in Riya’s bank account for some time.

The jewelry purchased with his money was still with her as well.

Viraj needed to recover all of it.

He knew that Riya would not willingly return the money and jewelry.

He now possessed the Do-As-You-Please System and might earn tens of millions of rupees in the future.

But that did not mean he would leave his hard-earned money with a greedy person.

I worked day and night to earn every rupee.

Why should I allow her to keep money that doesn’t belong to her?

If the wedding has been cancelled, then the engagement gift and jewelry will also be returned.

Viraj’s eyes turned cold.

If Riya returned everything willingly, that would be best.

Otherwise, he would have to choose another path.

Meanwhile, Inside a Shopping Mall in Indore

Riya Malhotra still did not know that Viraj had packed all her belongings and sent them to her parents’ house.

She believed that what had happened inside the coffee shop was merely an ordinary argument.

She understood Viraj’s personality extremely well—or at least she believed she did.

Whenever they had argued during the past three years, Viraj had always called first.

He was the one who apologized.

He came to persuade her.

And he purchased expensive gifts for her.

Therefore, Riya was confident that if she ignored Viraj for several days, he would return to her on his own.

At that moment, Riya was walking through a shopping mall with her closest friend, Tanya Mehra.

While shopping, she was also complaining to Tanya about her misfortune.

“You were absolutely right, Tanya.”

Riya spoke angrily, “The poorer and more useless a man is, the worse his temper becomes.”

“He cannot earn a good income or advance in his career, yet look at his courage in shouting at me!”

“Who gave him the right to raise his voice at me?”

Tanya Mehra placed great importance on appearances and money.

She answered mockingly, “I warned you a long time ago, but you refused to listen.”

“You were the one insisting on marrying Viraj.”

“Are you regretting it now?”

Looking at the expensive handbags displayed inside a nearby store, Tanya continued, “What good are handsome looks alone? A man needs money if he wants to get married.”

“I thought Viraj would become highly successful in the future.”

Riya sounded disappointed.

“I believed his salary was low then, but he would reach a good position after several years.”

“He has been working overtime day and night for the past three years.”

“Even then, his salary barely increased, and he never received a promotion.”

“He remained nothing more than a useless employee.”

Riya angrily adjusted her handbag.

“I compromised on everything for this wedding.”

“I wanted an engagement gift of ₹1.1 million, but I accepted ₹651,000.”

“I wanted to get married in the city’s greatest luxury hotel, but I agreed to a less impressive one.”

“I also abandoned many of my desires regarding jewelry and decorations.”

“Now, merely because I said I didn’t want to live with his mother, he exploded at me.”

Tanya asked, “What are you going to do now?”

“Why don’t you use this argument as an excuse to cancel the wedding?”

“Not yet.”

Riya answered arrogantly, “If Viraj comes to me, apologizes properly, accepts my conditions, and buys me a good gift to win me back, I can give him one final opportunity.”

“After all, he has been with me for so many years.”

“I don’t give everyone a second chance.”

“Right.”

Tanya pursed her lips.

She took out her phone and began scrolling through W******p statuses without much interest.

After viewing several of them, her finger suddenly stopped.

Viraj’s photograph was displayed on the screen.

Tanya read the picture and the message beneath it.

Surprise appeared on her face.

“Riya…”

“What happened?”

“Viraj just posted a W******p status.”

A proud smile immediately appeared on Riya’s face.

“See?”

She adjusted her hair.

“I told you he couldn’t remain without speaking to me for long.”

“What did he write?”

“Does he regret what he did?”

“Perhaps he posted some sorrowful message.”

“Or maybe he shared a song about how the world broke his heart?”

“No.”

Tanya slowly shook her head.

Her expression seemed strange.

“He wrote that the wedding has been cancelled.”

Riya’s smile froze.

“What?”

“He posted his picture and wrote, ‘The wedding has been cancelled! Tea and samosas are on me today.”

Riya stared at her for several seconds.

“It must be a joke.”

“If you don’t believe me, see for yourself.”

Tanya handed her the phone.

Riya almost snatched it from her hand.

The moment she saw Viraj’s status, the color of her face changed.

Viraj did not appear sad in the photograph.

He did not look broken.

On the contrary, his face displayed relief and confidence.

It seemed as if the cancellation of their wedding had brought him freedom rather than sorrow.

Riya’s expression turned cold.

Alongside her anger, a strange uneasiness appeared in her heart.

“He is merely trying to frighten me.”

She returned the phone and continued, “He thinks I’ll panic after seeing this status and go speak to him myself.”

“I won’t give him the opportunity to play games with me.”

But her words no longer possessed their previous confidence.

At that moment, Riya’s phone began ringing.

An unknown number appeared on the screen.

She answered the call.

“Hello?”

A voice came from the other end.

“Ma’am, I’m calling from a courier service. Several boxes have arrived in your name”Riya frowned.

“Wh-What boxes?”

“They appear to contain clothes and other personal belongings.”

The courier agent continued, “The sender’s name is Viraj Agnihotri. Please tell me when you’ll be available to receive them.”

Riya remained completely silent for several moments.

“What did you say?”

“The boxes contain your clothes, shoes, handbags, and other personal items. The delivery was sent to your parents’ house.”

“You aren’t currently at home, so your family asked me to call you.”

Riya’s grip tightened around her phone.

Her face turned red with anger.

How is this possible?

Is Viraj genuinely ending the relationship this time?

He even sent all my belongings home?

How dare he!

An arrogant voice echoed in Riya’s mind—

I was willing to marry him. He should have considered himself fortunate!

Instead of bowing before me, he is throwing me out of the apartment?

Who does he think he is to abandon me?

For years, she had considered Viraj weak and obedient.

But for the first time, he had dared to escape her control.

Riya could not tolerate it.

She ended the call and furiously dialed Viraj’s number.

However, the message that appeared on her screen in the next instant caused her anger to intensify further—

[The person you are calling has blocked your number.]

Riya’s eyes widened.

“He blocked me?”

Tanya asked in surprise, “What happened?”

Riya gripped her phone so tightly that her fingers turned white.

“Viraj has blocked my number!”

The anger inside her erupted like a volcano.

“How dare he!”

Riya dialed her father’s number.

This was no longer merely an argument.

Her pride had been wounded.

And she had decided that Viraj would pay the price for his decision.

But Riya did not yet know one thing—

Viraj, whom she still considered poor and weak, currently possessed ₹3,553,000 in his bank account.

And the Do-As-You-Please System was awaiting his next decision.

Writer’s Note

In this chapter, Sunita Agnihotri learned the complete truth about the cancellation of Viraj and Riya’s wedding.

Initially, Sunita blamed herself for their broken relationship and decided to leave the apartment and return to her hometown. But Viraj made it clear that he would never compromise when it came to his mother’s dignity.

Meanwhile, Riya still believed that Viraj would return after several days and beg for forgiveness. Her illusion shattered when she saw Viraj’s W******p status and learned from the courier agent that all her belongings had been sent to her parents’ house.

Her greatest shock came when she discovered that Viraj had also blocked her number.

Viraj’s Current Status

[Name: Viraj Agnihotri]

[Mother: Sunita Agnihotri]

[Former Fiancée: Riya Malhotra]

[Riya’s Friend: Tanya Mehra]

[Current Bank Balance: ₹3,553,000]

[System: Do-As-You-Please System]

[Wedding: Completely cancelled]

[Riya’s Belongings: Sent to her parents’ house]

[Riya’s Number: Blocked]

[Amount to Be Recovered: ₹651,000 engagement gift, remaining savings, and jewelry]

Riya has called her father. Her wounded pride will not allow her to remain silent.

Will Riya’s family return the engagement gift and jewelry?

Or will they devise another scheme to pressure Viraj and his mother?

And what will happen when they confront the confident new Viraj instead of the submissive man they once knew?