"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.
The mouse moved on the pad as Salim peered into the computer. "That's true. It states that there is only a housekeeper living there. Then who exactly bought the property from director Malik?" Zayn stood up and stretched his stiff hands. "We can only find out one way. Salim, send fake info to the cops. They are the only ones that can search the house with a search warrant. If my guess turns out to be right, the cops won't go out of the manor empty-handed." Salim and Rashid exchanged a relieved look. Finally, they got a clue and hopefully, all the mysteries will come to an end tomorrow. Salim hurriedly sent a message to the cops. He used Zayn's identity because the cops won't just swing into action cause someone asked them to. Then they all retired for the night.**** It was almost midnight when Zayn got back to the Sultan's residence. The first place he went to was Khalid's room. He almost regretted that he did so when he met Farrah in the room. "Zayn! You are finall
"Sir, look at what we found," The cop pointed at a safe. Director Malik discreetly heaved a sigh of relief. Zayn and Rashid who were standing behind him exchanged a glance. Other cops rushed to the safe. While the housekeeper stayed away at a safe distance. If someone looked closely, they would realize that she was actually a bit jittery. "Sir, come over and unlock this safe. We have to see what is inside it. We can't leave any stone unturned since the allegations you are facing are hard drugs," A sergeant beckoned on director Malik. The man walked over confidently like he had no skeleton in his cupboard. Zayn sneered at his arrogance. It's just a matter of time before they find out the secrets he is hiding. "Sure," Director Malik keyed in the password of the safe which is his late wife's birthday. Clink! Everyone looked at the safe in anticipation, waiting to see what was in. But to their disappointment, all they found were old antiques. Director Malik gave Zayn a smu
Zayn ruthlessly cut open the bed clothes. More diamond stones came out. The sergeant understood the message and dispatched his subordinates to search the other rooms in the manor again. Director Malik's legs trembled in fear. It took a strong will for him not to pee on himself. After the cops checked, they realized that every single pillow and bed in the manor was actually filled with those shiny little diamond stones. "Sergeant, this is enough evidence to hold director Malik not for hard drugs but—" "Fraud!" Zayn walked forward, completing the cop's words. "He should provide accounts for why he has so many diamond stones in his possession." While they were saying this, director Malik tried to make a run for it. But he was immediately stopped by Zayn. "What did you say again?" Zayn held him by the collar and pulled him up against the wall. "Didn't you say a novice can never beat an expert?" Director Malik's eyes widened when he heard this. How did this bastard know a
A day after the unfortunate incident with the directors, it felt like everything had gone back to normal for Zayn. But he knew this was only far from the truth. Turns out, director Malik's deceased wife didn't die a natural death. She had discovered what her husband was doing to the company, the hands that fed them when they had nothing. She had tried to dissuade him from biting the hands that fed them when they were penniless. But he refused and when she tried to prove stubborn... He silenced her! All this was told by the eye witness, the one that had been chanced to witness everything. Director Malik's only daughter who was abroad. As Zayn walked down the hallway of the hospital, he wondered how the world could be so wicked. To think that someone could kill his own wife for money. "As-salaam 'alaikum mother,' ' He greeted as he walked into a VVIP ward. His mother had long been discharged but she still insisted on staying in hospital with Sarita. He couldn't understand
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