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In a dimly lit room filled with tension and fear, Sultan sat calmly on his chair, his legs crossed as two trembling men knelt before him, their eyes wide with terror.
As Sultan loaded his gun, one of them mustered the courage to plead, "Sultan, please don't do this..."
Sultan remained stoic, his gaze cold as he aimed the gun at them. "I'm not angry because you betrayed me. I'm angry because you caused the death of some very valuable workers who were loyal to me."
With a steady hand, Sultan pulled the trigger, silencing one of the men while the other lay wounded and paralyzed by fear.
Just then, Zubair entered the room, diverting Sultan's attention. "Sultan, we have someone named Saraswat Gupta who still hasn't repaid the loan."
Sultan's bloodshot eyes locked onto Zubair. "Hunt him down. Tell him to repay the money or face the consequences."
"But he's already dead," Zubair hesitated.
"Then seize his assets, his house, anything of value," Sultan commanded without a hint of remorse.
Zubair then revealed a surprising twist, "Saraswat Gupta is Mishti's father, the woman you love idiot!"
Sultan was taken aback. Mishti, his beloved, was the daughter of a debtor. As he processed the information, a mix of emotions washed over him. Lighting a cigar, he asked, "Why did he take the money?"
Zubair explained, "He wanted to start a business for his academically struggling son, thinking that would pave him a way to find his bread and butter."
Sultan chuckled bitterly, realizing the injustice Mishti had endured. "And what is Mishti like in her studies?" he inquired.
Zubair's face softened, "She is educated unlike you."
Sultan's expression darkened at the contrast between Mishti's hard work and her father's misguided priorities.
The memory of his own mistreatment of Mishti for her father's actions weighed heavily on him.
He was the one to overlook and tainted her happiness.
"Sultan, what should we do now?" Zubair asked, sensing his leader's turmoil.
After a moment of contemplation, Sultan made a decision. "The money was taken by her family. Mishti is innocent. You know what to do."
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.Aaliyah had just returned from her business trip, finally providing a break for Mishti to return home.
Upon learning about Zara's upcoming marriage to take place in their mansion, she was initially quite displeased. "But ammijan, you know what troublemakers they are. I don't expect anything good from them."
Aaliyah couldn't help but recall her own unpleasant experiences during her marriage with Ershad.
The memory of that woman named Jubaida, who had caused chaos during her nikah, still haunted her.
"She was the one spreading rumors about my past and where I came from," Aaliyah recounted. "But despite her vile deeds like mixing allergens in the bride's haldi, cutting my bridal dress, and even locking me in the storeroom, Ershad's love for me surpassed everything. If it weren't for his unwavering love, Jubaida might have met her end then and there."
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