"Could the seating arrangement have sent a signal to him or could it have been his plan all along, even prior to that time?" Zahra wondered, her brow furrowing with curiosity.As the class carried on, Zahra found herself increasingly lost in her thoughts, the outside world fading into the background.Though they really did not engage in conversations during the dinner party, however, the memories of their connection, played on a loop in her mind, a flicker of a smile gracing her lips. "Perhaps he was genuinely intrigued by our closeness that night," she pondered, her voice barely above a whisper.The recollection of their engaging minds, the laughter they shared, and the undeniable connection they seemed to have ignited a warm sensation within Zahra's heart. It was as if a fire had been lit, fueling her imagination with countless possibilities and dreams of what could lie ahead.Lost in her own musings, Zahra allowed herself to savor the sweet anticipation that danced in her thought
The sound of the medical equipment provided a soothing backdrop to their conversation, as Zayn's thoughts swirled with memories of their shared experiences. He thought back to their adventures, their laughter, and the bond that had formed between them over the years."Thank you, doctor. I appreciate." Zayn commended and looked at Omar from the distance with a smile, his voice barely above a whisper. "Hang in there, Omar," he said softly. "I'm here for you."As Zayed noticed him, he greeted him with a warm smile. "Zayn, thank you for coming," he said, his voice tinged with relief. "We didn't realize Omar had woken up until the nurse walked in this morning. It's been a whirlwind of emotions since then."Zayn nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. "How long has he been awake?" he asked, curiosity lacing his words.Zayed sighed, his expression reflecting a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. "We're not entirely sure," he replied. "The nurse said she found him awake and aler
The servants in the room understood the gravity of the situation and quietly left, giving Zayn, Omar, and Zayed the privacy they needed in this vulnerable moment.Zayed, standing nearby, observed the emotional scene with a heavy heart. He placed a comforting hand on Zayn's shoulder and spoke softly, "Take your time, Zayn. Omar needs your presence now. I'm here to support you both."Zayn nodded, his tears still streaming down his face. He mustered the strength to speak, his voice trembling with a mix of relief and sorrow. "Thank you, Zayed. I can't bear the thought of losing him. We have to find a way to help him.""Silly child," Omar weakly reached out, his voice filled with a mix of amusement and tenderness. "I didn't expect my grandson-in-law to be this weak. Tell me... Who is this fine gentleman crying in front of me?"Zayn's tears flowed uncontrollably at the sound of Omar's familiar teasing tone. "Oh, Omar," he thought, his voice trembling with emotion. "The memories... the pain.
Zayn's heart shattered as he reminisced about the past, the memories of his own struggles and the kindness extended to him by Omar. "When I left my father's house, penniless and abandoned, for me to find my own destiny and learn to be a man who is independent and strong, it was only Omar who reached out to help me, aside from Mike," Zayn thought, his mind filled with gratitude. He recalled the difficult times he had faced, and the support and acceptance he found from Omar."Omar took me in when I had nothing," Zayn thought, his mind filled with gratitude. "I could vividly remember how Omar treated me like a member of his own family, providing a refuge from the storm of my own troubles. His generosity absolutely gave me a glimmer of hope and a sense of belonging.""Though Omar might have had his own ulterior motives for accepting me into his family?" Zayn thought. "Because of a truth, I know that people often act with hidden agendas," He pondered the more as he couldn't dismiss the
"But I'm awake now," Omar responded, a smile appeared on his wrinkled face. Zayn's weariness lifted momentarily as a flicker of relief crossed his face upon witnessing Omar's smile. The lines etched deeply into his grandfather's countenance seemed to soften, revealing a glimmer of the indomitable spirit that resided within."I must admit, I was curious and felt concerned to have woken up in this strange place and why I am here?" Omar voiced his troubleA warmth infused Zayn's voice as he responded to Omar's inquiry, "I am overjoyed to see you awake, Grandfather. The reason you find yourself in this unfamiliar place is because you were unwell and needed medical attention. We brought you here to ensure you receive the best care possible."Omar's brow furrowed slightly, his eyes seeking understanding. "But why hasn't anyone except you come to see me yet? Is there anything wrong? Is there something I should know? Or Am I not important enough?" he questioned, a hint of vulnerability seep
Zayed's skepticism lingered in his expression, his eyebrow raised inquisitively. "And what if they refuse? What's your backup plan?" He paused, his face contorting with concern. "And the worst thought just popped up in my mind now."Curiosity piqued, Zayn leaned closer and asked, "What is it?"A slight tremor resonated in Zayed's voice as he voiced his fear. "Aren't you worried that they might inadvertently spill the beans while visiting, causing the old man to become even more agitated?"Zayn's forehead tightened as he contemplated the potential consequences. The weight of Zayed's words hung in the air, raising valid concerns. The thought of Yasmin and Dahlia unintentionally revealing the distressing realities surrounding their relationships and the family's troubled past gnawed at Zayn's mind.Zayn took a deep breath and nodded, appreciating Zayed's point. "You're right, Zayed. This is a delicate situation. Zayed folded his arms, deep in thought. "Perhaps there's a way to approac
With an outstretched hand clutching a ringing phone, she tried to catch her breath, her voice filled with a mix of anticipation and concern."Ma'am, I'm sorry to interrupt, but the call is very urgent, and they have requested to speak to you immediately," she informed, her tone reflecting the urgency of the situation."An urgent call? This can't be ignored. I wonder who it could be and what it's about. I hope it doesn't hinder our progress with the investors. I need to handle this promptly and find out what's going on." Alina's thoughts rushed like a windAlina furrowed her brows as she absorbed the gravity of the message. "Who is it?" she inquired, her voice laced with a mixture of curiosity and concern."Why would someone call me with such urgency? It must be something significant. I can't help but wonder who it is and what they want. I need to find out more information to understand the situation." Her thoughts kept racing"It's Mr. Raheem from Abu Dhabi," the assistant revealed, h
As Alina poured herself into the intricate web of organizing the auction, an underlying sense of anticipation lingered. The attendance of Lord Z at the auction held the promise of unraveled mysteries and long-awaited revelations.She declared, "The time has come to bring light to the shadows, to unlock the secrets that lie within. This auction will mark the turning point in my quest for knowledge and discovery. And I won't rest until every mystery is laid bare."*****Meanwhile, a sense of urgency gripped Zayn as he realized he had to make his way to the Sultan's empire. He urgently conveyed, "Zayed, now that I have been able to get in touch with Mr. Faez and Dahlia, I'm a bit satisfied. The fact that they're aware of what happened to Omar settles things a lit, it will make Omar happy seeing them."With that settled, Zayn's attention turned to a new challenge that awaited him. His father, Shaquille, had unexpectedly summoned a meeting with the company's representatives to discuss t