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
Khalid couldn't hide his satisfaction as he observed Zayn's discomfort under Shaquille's piercing gaze. "Let's see how he squirms this time," Khalid thought, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. But his expression quickly shifted when Zayn confidently answered the question, leaving Khalid both surprised and slightly unnerved.As the meeting drew to a close, participants started to disperse, their minds abuzz with thoughts of the upcoming auction. Khalid couldn't help but approach Zayn, a hint of curiosity in his voice. "Impressive, Zayn. I must admit, I didn't expect you to have the answer," he remarked, his tone laced with a mix of surprise and admiration.Zayn smiled modestly, his gaze focused on Khalid. "Well, I believe in being prepared," he replied, his voice calm and composed.Days passed, and the much-anticipated day of the auction finally arrived. Zayn's uneasiness remained persistent, gnawing at the back of his mind. Salim, who had been diligently investigating th
Cameras clicked discreetly as reporters positioned themselves to capture the grand entrance of Lord Z. They exchanged excited glances, knowing that this unexpected appearance would make for a compelling story.Zayn's mind raced with questions, his brows furrowing as he contemplated what the man was saying. "Why would he want Lord Z to make an appearance at this auction? What could be the purpose behind it?" he pondered silently.The room fell into a hush, all eyes fixated on the stage. The anticipation grew palpable, the air heavy with expectation. Reporters adjusted their lenses, eager to capture the moment when Lord Z would step into the spotlight.However, much to the guests' surprise and disappointment, no one rose from their seats. Confusion washed over the attendees, their faces portraying a mixture of bewilderment and frustration."What's going on? Is this some kind of a ruse?" murmured a guest, his voice laced with suspicion.The man on stage, undeterred by the crowd's react
The livestream page buzzed with a flurry of comments, the virtual audience captivated by the unfolding events. As the revelation that Zayn was Lord Z spread like wildfire, the comment section exploded with reactions, both shocked and intrigued. One of the users exclaimed, "No way! Zayn is Lord Z? My mind is blown!" Another user expressed disbelief, "I never saw that coming! This is crazy!" While another user poured out her thought into the comment section, "Wait, so all those rumors were true? Zayn is the infamous Lord Z?" Amidst the virtual chaos, Twitter experienced an overwhelming surge in activity, unable to handle the sudden influx of tweets and crashing under the weight of the online frenzy. Hashtags related to Zayn and Lord Z flooded the trending section, dominating the digital landscape. One other user remarked, "My timeline is exploding! Zayn just broke the internet!" Another user chuckled, "Twitter can't handle the truth! Zayn as Lord Z is the plot twist of the cent