In the midst of legal chaos, Sehar, an independent and courageous dedicated lawyer, finds herself thrust into an unexpected contract marriage with her family's rivals.
Refusing the union, she uncovers a secret linking her betrothed to her most cruc...
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It's been almost three days since I heard the stupid plan of Aaliyah. Did I excute it? Nope!
But it's more than a week since Kareem's murder has been placed? And do I have any evidence yet? Nope...
But it's not easy to be diged on this case. The murderer are still alert and I have to make sure to be smart enough to get all the evidence from them, The murderer.
I been sitting on the chair, my eyes glued at the CCTV fottage been screened on my laptop. These scenes belongs to the gold digger's house. Amira's house.
Me and Zayn has been constantly checking the cameras to catch some clues. But we been utterly failed. But today it seems difference.
The house seemed to be empty. Maybe all the maids are on leave and the daughter and mother decided to spent all the money on shopping? The money which belongs to Kareem's sir earned through his hard work.
I was all concerntrated on the screen until I heard an grawling noise. Leading my attention to get snapped. I turned around to see what's the noise about. Until I felt a ticklish feeling in my feet's. "The fu-" I said and looked down only to be witnessed a cute little feature crawling and try to put his paws around my pants.
"Good morning baby boy,"
I said and picked my Persian cat- opps My baby boy aka Kit. Being around my arms he snugs his face closer to my chest. My gaze went down at him.
"Hmm, What happened to you?" "Seemed to get too touchy with me?" I said knowing well what type of personality kit has. He is an orange cat, People say they are deadly. But kit is far more than deadly.
His tiny hands made near to my neck area. He knows through my neck area I'm sensitive. "If you going to tickle me trust me I'm not going to give you the beef I have bought for you." I said as his fingers stopped.
"Good boy,"
I said and pat his head suddenly I felt his finger nails sharp edges getting intertwined with the necklace. My necklace, Our necklace.
He started to panic with his finger stuck on the chain. I stood from the chair while picking him. "I guess we need to cut your nails?" I said and opened the drawer to take out the nail cutter and his nail filler. He understood what I'm going to do so he remained calmed.
The fact that he hates to get his nail cut but in this situation he just needs to get freed. My gaze lowered to his nails. As I slowly picked his hand around my arms the nail cutter mover closer his finger leading him to flinch.
He fears it, I know. "I'm not going to hurt you." I said softly and in seconds I cut his nails and he was all freed. I looked at my necklace luckily there was no harm to it no harm to the pendant. No harm to our memories.
