The family business:Scandal inc. 23

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"Why. Did something happen with him?"

Fatema asked affectionately. Seeing her daughter's expression, she seemed to have noticed something. She said, putting down her magazine.

"Tell me. It's better than being in pain alone."

Sahar clenched her lips with her eyes fixed on the tank.

Then, the cell phone on the table vibrated. It belonged to her mother.

"It's Junaid. What's going on?"

"Hello." Seeing her answering her brother's phone call, she closed her mouth.

It was time to swallow a sigh and stare at the fish in the tank.

"What?"

Her mother's voice stiffened as if she were surprised by something. She looked back and was startled. This is because her mother's face turned pale.

"What's wrong, Mom?"

Surprised, she approached her mother.

An ominous vision engulfed her whole body. She wondered if one of their relatives died. Or who's hurt? By any chance, she hurriedly snatched the phone and put it in her ear.

"...Bhai. What happened?"

[Sahar.]

His voice was heavy, unlike his cheerful self. Beyond the cell phone, there was a serious atmosphere.

An article will be published tomorrow. It's something related to Father.

She couldn't move for a while with the cell phone in her hand.

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<'My child is the hidden child of a conglomerate family', a woman in her 40s files a paternity suit against Mr. Sajjad, the second son of Group A of an industrial family clan.

Sahar was staring at the title of the article at the top of the portal site.

She mustered up the courage to read the article but soon stopped. It was because it was so hard to see how people who like to talk about others with their comments. Of course, he was mentioned by initials, but it was not difficult to recognize him when looking at the article. As for who Mr. Sajjad, the second son of a conglomerate family, is, she puts down her cell phone with her hard face.

[In Junaid's apartment]

The siblings who gathered together for the family meeting all had dark expressions. Today, not only Junaid and the 2 siblings, but also his wife Dana, who runs an interior design company, and Ayesha's husband Zakir, who works at a loan company affiliated with the Swan Group, were also present.

No one was willing to speak. It was quite a shock to know the existence of an out-of-wedlock child, but there was a bigger problem.

If the extramarital child is identified as their father's biological child, he or she will be legally granted equal inheritance rights. Their father's shares, real estate, accounts... This meant that they could take the same share of inheritance in the future.

"Now we've got to face the reality."

Ayesha, who was leaning silently on a glass, opened her mouth.

"Dad went around doing that outside; we pretended not to know. Pretended to be happy, pretended to be loved. We struggled inside and out—how shocking it must be. It's not like that; it's been exposed all over the world."

"Ayesha."

"Why? It's not wrong."

Junaid and her sharp eyes collided.

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