Playboy surrendered ✅

Chapter 10 - Who gave you that flower?

Nurin was at the hospital with Hiba and her husband.

"I don't understand why they had to lie to me. Why didn't they just tell me that they're cousins?" Nurin said.

"Maybe they had their reasons," Dev replied.

"I know why. They think we're all beneath them, as though we're desperate for a share of their wealth."

"You do have a point, Nurin. But I think Ahad didn't tell you because... he was afraid you wouldn't want to be his friend. After all, they're cousins. And besides, I have a feeling Ahad likes you," Dev said, glancing at Hiba.

Hiba nodded. "That's right. But Nurin likes Harraz," she said with a smirk.

"When did I ever say that?" Nurin asked.

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry... then let's say Harraz likes Nurin," Hiba teased with another grin.

"Harraz has never liked me," Nurin replied.

"What about the fashion show?" Hiba asked innocently.

"He only fell for the mysterious model," Dev said.

"That's true, Dev," Nurin agreed. "So... what's the plan now?" Dev asked.

"What plan? I don't want to think about any of that. I just want to focus on my career my work, and that's all. I don't want to think about anything else. Do you get it?" Nurin said. Then she gently placed a hand on Hiba's stomach. "By the way, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Hiba replied. Nurin nodded. "From now on, please don't be jealous of me."

Hiba laughed and nodded. "I'm not jealous anymore."

—-

Ahad sat alone in his room, lost in thought. The ringing of his phone pulled him back to reality. He glanced at the screen before answering.

"Hello?"

"Ahad, I'm sorry," Harraz said. "I panicked back there. I couldn't cover for you... and we lost the contract."

Ahad let out a quiet sigh. "Never mind. There was nothing you could've done. Have you seen Nurin?"

"Yeah. She seemed really angry."

"If I were her, I'd be angry too."

There was a brief silence before Harraz spoke again. "So, what do you want to do now?"

"I'll think about it later," Ahad replied. "I'll come up with a strategy."

Harraz chuckled softly. "That's interesting. Do you need any help?"

"Forget it. I'll handle this on my own for now. If I fail..." Ahad trailed off.

"Okay," Harraz said, understanding what he meant.

"Bye."

"Bye."

—

Harraz sat in a quiet corner of the restaurant with his trusted assistant, Aidil. He glanced at his watch before speaking.

"Alright, Aidil. I don't have much time. How's the investigation going?"

"So far, Boss, I haven't found anything interesting," Aidil replied. "I went to the boutique to observe the models, but there hasn't been much activity over the past few days."