'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
The manager choked when he saw the card in Zayn's hand. To everyone's surprise, he fell down on his knees. "Young master Sultan, forgive my insolence! I didn't know it was you." Noor, Mike, the waiters and the receptionist were taken aback by his words. The employees all know there are two private rooms in this restaurant reserved for only the VVIP members. One for the boss, the owner of the restaurant and the other is for the close friends of the boss, that is the Sultan's family. So the reason why the receptionist didn't recognize Zayn's card in the first place was because he was actually holding a VVIP card! The rude receptionist panicked when she saw the usually stoic and impassive manager behave so meekly before Zayn. "Just get me a room," Zayn waved his hand nonchalantly. He was already pissed off by Noor and the receptionist's words, he didn't want to be delayed any longer. "Yes sir," The manager stood up and led the way. "Also get a new receptionist. I don't w
Zayn squinted at the tall man in front of him. He was tied to an iron chair and could only look up at the man assumed to be his attacker. From the moment he had walked in, he immediately recognized the man as the second son of Iqbal's family but he didn't know his name. Iqbal's family is a reputable family in the city. Though they aren't on the leaderboard, they are prominent due to their deep rooted connections in the military. Zayn couldn't help but wonder how he offended a militant family. However he didn't have to think for long because the man had already brought out his phone and switched on the video call. "Is he the one?" Mr Iqbal turned the phone to Zayn's direction. "Yes brother... He's the one," the woman on the phone nodded excitedly. Zayn's eyes narrowed when he saw Ali's mother. Did this foolish woman not learn her lesson? "I paid quite a lot to get the CCTV footage of the dean's office since I couldn't get any information about him," she continued,