Khalid's lips formed a thin line as he stared back at Shaquille who was looking at him like he could see straight into his heart and the thoughts that dwelled in it. Eventually, the old man answered,"He had to do something. He will be home soon. Don't worry about him." Khalid nodded and glanced at his wristwatch. "I have a meeting with the investors so I have to leave now. Take care father and don't work too hard. You can always leave the tedious ones for me." Shaquille's taut expression finally softened when he heard this. He thought, perhaps he had misunderstood Khalid. But before he could say a word, the latter already walked out of the office. His eyes however strayed on the door as he wondered if he was really overthinking the bad relationship between his sons. "Boss, did you get any info?" Faruq asked as soon as Khalid got to the company's private garage. Khalid had a foul expression as he got into his car. "He didn't want to say anything. Simply told me Zayn h
Yasmin fell into a deep thought. That cruel look appeared on her face again to indicate that she must be thinking of something certainly not good. She looked up at her daughter and smiled. The kind of smile that would send shivers, fearful shivers down someone's spine. "Call him. Inform him that you are pregnant." "Inform who?" Dahlia was confused. "Call Zayn and tell him that you are pregnant." "Mom..." Dahlia stood up. "I already told you we didn't consummate our marriage. Why should I call him and inform him that I'm pregnant? I thought we promised to hide this away from him." "For how long are we going to hide it? Whether he is the father or not, he will have to accept the child," Yasmin retorted with a resolute look. Dahlia was stunned and even more confused. Why is her mother talking as if Zayn would definitely accept the bastard in her? "Why would he do that?" "That bastard cares about your grandfather right?" Dahlia nodded and Yasmin stood up, walking t
'Just make your men get the information on who poisoned the old man those years, the location of his first son's family and the family's business dirty secrets. I just have this feeling that my father-in-law isn't as innocent as he seems.' Zayed didn't know how to react to Zayn's words. But he felt irritated that his cousin had been cuckolded to get entangled in a marriage alliance with such a despicable family. But his anger wasn't justified as after all, if it wasn't for Omar those years, his cousin might have lost his life. 'Okay' Zayn went to the next message. It had a saved contact card, Salim. Remember that young juvenile that was with him in the car that day he had gone to attend ADX shareholders meeting. 'Boss, how is your health? I wasn't allowed access to the hospital based on your father's orders. They didn't even let me get close to Mr Shaquille to speak with him.' ' I'm fine.' Salim's response came in less than a minute, 'Those shareholders have been hand
"Say, if I release this piece of news anonymously to the press, how much of a scandal would it cause for that bastard?" Farah's excited voice snapped Khalid back to reality. "They have always wanted something about that secluded legitimate son. Now, they'll have a lot to feast on. I'd even be able to make extra cash—" "Mom," he interjected. "You will do no such thing." "Why?" Farah almost whined in disappointment. Why has her son been acting so cowardly towards that young bastard? Khalid rubbed his eyes. "You are thinking about the scandal it will cause for Zayn. What about our family? The family's reputation will be dragged down too." "So..." Farah retorted. "Have they ever treated us like family? Why would I still be living in this house as an unmarried mistress if your father treats us as family? Why are you still being regarded as the illegitimate son and not the eldest young master of the Sultan's family?" Khalid gritted his teeth. His mother knows quite well what h
"Do you think this is the only prestigious school in the Emirates? Other schools will gladly accept my son and appreciate our financial gestures more than you!" A woman's voice followed, sounding both arrogant and threatening. "We don't need to aggravate this matter. As long as you apologize to the victim and he agrees to forgive your son's misdeed then the school might consider letting your son off," The dean sounded conflicted. He didn't want to offend the parents but he couldn't afford to offend the Sultan's family. It's like being stuck on a crashing bridge. There is a load of danger ahead and you can't move backwards because the bridge is falling off. "Apologize, my foot! He should even be grateful to receive compensation from us because my son will never hurt someone without a valid reason!" The woman spoke again. At this point, Zayn and professor Khan walked into the office. Zayn had his signature smirk on the face as he asked amusedly, "So it is only justifie
"Can't you even pretend to be happy to see me for once?" Aliyah pouted with a fake sad look. Zayn already saw through her expression and asked again,"What are you doing here? Aren't you studying humanities? Why are you in the computer department?" Aliyah rolled her eyes and pulled his arm. "Fine," She turned to the direction of the system that was undergoing repairs and pointed at the team of engineers there. "My friend is there so I came over too." "Your friend?" Zayn was puzzled. A male or female? That was when he noticed the lady assisting the engineers. Her fair and flawless palm shot out as she handed over a toolbox to one of the student engineers that gave her a smile in return. Zayn's brows furrowed. He couldn't see the lady clearly because of the long abaya she was wearing which was paired with a niqāb that only exposed her eyes. Why was she being so conservative? Who even wears such unexposed clothes for work? "She's in the computer engineering depart
"Here, it's alright. Calm down. You know your health issues... You shouldn't let such trivial matters anger you." Shaquille picked up the remote and switched off the television completely. He then walked over to his wife. His words were meant to pacify her but it did the opposite. "What do you mean trivial matters? How dare you regard our son's marriage as a trivial matter?" Her loud voice made him speechless. Why are women so easily triggered? "Inform the family's lawyer immediately to draft up a divorce agreement and send it to that despicable family immediately. They won't dare to disobey our Sultan's family if they still have little dignity left in them." "Alright... Alright. I'll call him right away," Shaquille led her to sit on the bed and put a call across the lawyer. He seemed to have forgotten that a certain someone asked him not to interfere.**** "Would it be convenient to visit you later, Prof?" Zayn asked professor Tang as they stood by with other professors
Zayn got into his Audi and was just a few meters away from the school when he felt someone was following him. On instinct, he glanced at the rear view mirror and realized a suspicious black car was indeed following him. He suddenly thought of the feeling he has been getting lately that someone is tailing him and then smirked before glancing at the car's GPS. As soon as he found what he was looking for, he diverted from the lane to another way. The car followed him. The occupants of the black car were puzzled when Zayn suddenly stopped in front of a store. As they watched him go in, one of them sent a message to their boss. "Boss, it's so weird. He actually stopped in front of a shabby store. Should we keep watching him or just turn around? It is really getting annoying keeping a watch on this useless heir." A response came in faster than expected. "You remember the last time he went missing for two days and you guys couldn't give a clue about his whereabouts— Did you forg