imagined. He wasn't bald or pot-bellied; rather, he was tall, once good-looking, with thick black hair gelled neatly and a muscular body that showed he never skipped a workout. However, he ignored Sona and her mother as if they weren't even there.
His wife, Mrs. Mittal, didn't look bad either. She had her hair tied up in a ponytail, and her sharp features accentuated her beauty. Her elegant dressing sense added to her sophisticated look, and she wore a t-shirt that read "Mittal Foundation."
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