Chandni’s mouth falls open. "You... you spy!"
Chandni whips around to face Suman. "You! You miserable, low-caste bahu ! You went through our things?"
"You are a mother," he says, looking at Alka. "You have a daughter. How could you teach her to trap my grandson? To make Chandni seduce Abhishek?"
A brief flashback shows Abhishek and Suman sitting on the floor of their small room. Suman hands him a crumpled, yellowed paper. Abhishek reads it, his knuckles turning white. He looks at Suman, his eyes filled with a mixture of admiration and shame.