"Congratulations Mr Zen," the judge handing over the prize said to Zayn. Despite the pain the latter was feeling, he smiled. "Thank you." "We now announce our new champion, the one brave enough to beat a seven-year record holder and win a whopping sum of 5,000,000AED," The judge's voice rang out in the place. The crowd clapped and cheered. People from the fighting arena and other sports trooped in to see what was going on. "Do you have anything to say, Zen?" The judge turned to Zayn who nodded. He collected the mic and looked at the crowd. He then smiled again causing ladies' hearts to palpitate. "I have nothing else to say aside, if you believe in it, go for it. It doesn't matter if you are an amateur. There is enough love to go around." Pak! Pak! The crowd clapped again. Those that understood his last statement knew it was directed to the other racers that played dirty. You don't have to play tricks to win. One can't always be a winner. Learn to accept and
"Thank you and good night." The chauffeur gave Rashid and Zayn a quizzical look as he drove away. He looked in the rear view mirror again. Wasn't that Hussein's estate? That place is a private residence owned by one of the wealthiest families in the UAE. Even though Zayn won the grand prize back there at El-Akbar, his appearance was quite simple and poor so how is it possible that he and Rashid are related to the Hussein's family? When Zayn saw the chauffeur's questioning gaze just before he drove away, he knew he had made the right decision. No one in El-Akbar can be trusted. He only asked for them to be dropped off at Hussein's estate and the chauffeur was already acting so strange. What if he had mentioned the Sultan's residence? Then everyone in El-Akbar would know that he and Rashid were just under a guise and were actually from wealthy families. "Hello," Salim's voice was hoarse as the call finally went through. "Were you asleep?" Zayn asked as he followed Rashi
Shaquille was having brunch at the dining room when he heard this. The tea cup in his hand fell and shattered into pieces. "What?" His body trembled with anger. He didn't go to the empire today because there was barely little work for him and with the ruckus the directors and Zayn caused, he'd sincerely lost his interest. He knew when Layla was leaving because she seemed happy and was gushing all about how Ramadan was up and coming. "Yes master. She and her maid were abducted," The bodyguards admitted. "What are you still doing? Dispatch people to search for my wife immediately! If she and that girl don't come back here in one piece, forget about losing your jobs, your lives would be gone too!" He ended the call and almost threw the phone away. "I should inform Zayn," He spoke on the spur of the moment and was beginning to dial his son's number when he suddenly remembered the problem at the company. This was already the second day of the three days ultimatum Z
Zayn walked into the restroom and disappeared as soon as he got in. Based on the memories of the vision he had, when he reopened his eyes, he was in the old, abandoned house his mother had been abducted to. "Ahhh!!! Let... Me.. Go!" He got there just in time to see the disgusting thugs tearing off Sarita's clothes. His mother was crying bitterly just like it had been in the revelation. His eyes turned red with anger. With a raging flash, he moved and then... Bam! He picked up one of the thugs on Sarita and threw him off. The man crashed terribly on the floor, groaning in pain. For a stunned moment, the laughter ceased as other thugs stared at Zayn, wondering who he was and how he got in! "Hey! Who are you? How dare you sneak into this place? Are you courting death?" One of the thugs yelled. He came to a conclusion that one of his stupid minions had probably left the entrance unlocked causing Zayn to sneak in. But the latter was courageous to have done so. "Aren't yo
The soldiers trooped in and apprehended the thugs. They didn't even care for those that had broken their arms or other parts of their body and directly pulled them. This caused the thugs to howl in pain. "Is she alright?" Shaquille asked. He walked to Zayn while holding Layla's hand. His wife seemed to be trembling. Just then, the door opened again and the cops trooped in. The soldiers were obviously surprised to see them because they couldn't think of anyone that would have informed them. Zayn knew it was Salim but he didn't mention a word. "We'll take it from here," The chief informed the soldiers who didn't argue as it was the police job to catch these criminals in the first place. Some of the cops recognized quite a number of the thugs as they had already been deemed wanted in the station. "Thank you very much Mr Zayn," The chief came up to Zayn. "We have been searching all over for these criminals that's been terrorizing the civilians' peace." Zayn nodded. But
"It is him!" Alina's chair jerked as she stood. She stared at the tab in shock. Unfortunately, the live stream didn't show Zayn's face again till it ended. "How is this possible?" She scrambled forward and grabbed the tab. She quickly searched for some keywords that had 'Sultan', soon enough, a lot of videos popped up. She found the one she was searching for and played it. When she saw Zayn's side profile again, she turned ashen with shock. "How can it be him? Isn't his name Zen?" Even though she watched the video just twice, she could recognize him. A pop-up appeared on the screen to show that the video was no longer available, that is, it had been deleted. Alina tapped her fingers on the table rapidly as she thought about Zen or should she call him Zayn now? The mysterious and surprisingly charming smirk on his face that night appeared on her mind for no reason. She thought of that unruly young man Iris had desperately tried to force her to look at. To think o
"I'm listening," Zayn snapped out of his thoughts and indicated that he was still on the line. "According to his reports, he said he found evidence that Yasmin was behind the poison Omar was given. Even till this very moment, he is still being fed." Zayn's eyes shot wide open. He clenched his fists in anger. "What are you saying?" "He believes she has her own allies among the medical team assigned to Omar where he has been transported to. If you remember, all the doctors suddenly stopped taking care of Omar when you still lived with the Faez's family on claims that they weren't paid." Zayn subconsciously nodded. That was one of the reasons he had to work as a chef in that miserly restaurant to be able to afford the expensive medicines Omar required. "It was all a lie!" Zayed sounded angry on his cousin's behalf. "She secretly invited doctors and supposedly lied to her husband that they would ensure he doesn't die... Actually, Omar has been fed little doses of the cold po
"Boss, we were checking the server again, just in case we missed any information," Salim announced when Zayn walked into the office. It took quite a long time for him to get to ADX because apparently there had been a fatal automobile crash on the way and it took a lot of time for the officials to handle it which resulted in traffic. Salim and Rashid were in front of the computer when he arrived. Zayn took a seat in front of them and took over the system. Before he began operating it, he gave Salim a pointed look. "I want you to find out every dirty little secret Yasmin Faez is hiding. If necessary, hack her phone. I want to know her history. The ones she deleted and the ones that are still available. I need to know the people she has been communicating with." Salim looked perturbed at this request but he shook his head to indicate 'OKAY' before setting to work. Rashid looked at Salim who was operating one computer and Zayn operating another. He bent his head low to ask.