Hakim Malik was raised in a well-off family with no siblings, he studied abroad through a scholarship and he got a position of the manager in 'Roger's Clothing Industry' upon completing his studies and coming back to state.
Hakim Malik got married to a friend of his Emma,having two kid; 'Qasim and Sultan'.
Sultan and Qasim are two brothers sharing the same blood but with polar attitude and characters towards life,where Sultan is a nerdy, hardworking boy with big dreams of achievement, Qasim lives in the moment without caring what's actually going on or storing for the future. Although they were given equal or same love from their parents, Qasim actually want all the good to himself thinking he's the older which means one day he'll be responsible for his younger brother so all efforts and concentration should be on him not to his younger brother who excel better in everything than he ever cares to.
"Dad, when I grow older am going to build my clothing company and will name it 'Textile Production company' " the little Sultan said while holding onto his father Hakim's left hand while his older brother on his right side who scoffed at his words as they tower in to their father's work place seeing how clothing materials are produced in 'Roger's Clothing Industry'.
"Really Sultan" Hakim asked his younger son with a big smile watching the child's doe innocent eyes looking upto him in determination.
"Yes dad I will and then you won't work anymore, you will just sleep and workers will do everything you want, you'll have no money problem cause I'll take care of you and mom and even brother Qasim" little Sultan said with his hand on chest assuring them.
"Silly boy continue dreaming all you want" Qasim spat glaring at Sultan before he was reprimanded by his father.
"Qasim don't say that to your brother,everyone can be whatever he want to achieve, whatever his goal is as long as he works on it"
"I told you brother Qasim, you can be whatever you want" little Sultan said jumping up and down looking at his brother with happiness not caring about his earlier words. That's it between them, Sultan never minds about Qasim's spiteful words or actions, it's like he forgets it too easily or he just doesn't care and love this brother of his too much cause although he's like this, he still protect him outside the house.
With new dream and goal in mind, Sultan worked harder,got a scholarship and studied abroad where he met 'Chole Cyrus' and they married after college, he started his work where he finished his studies in america and lived there a while with his new family and started his company after coming back home, but the perfect picture of the dream was shattered when his parents died in an accident leaving him with his only brother and now his wife and newborn daughter.
Sultan lost his wife few years after his parents when his daughter was just two leaving him with his only daughter Aliya and his brother Qasim. He loved and cherished his daughter, raised her as one parent,gave her all she needs including building her character although they hardly live together, and putting up with his brother's messes who never appreciate or see his efforts.
Qasim was used to having his way with anything or anyone cause Sultan made sure he has everything and being his shield when he cause troubles anywhere so it struck him so hard how his niece treats and talks to him, how dare she! That was disrespect in another level that not even a saint can take so why should he? He need to make her know her place.
"How dare she did that....what?" A middle aged beautiful woman in black laced gown that reached her ankle said furiously, standing on her heels at the news she was just cursed with by her husband.
"Sarah calm down and stop shouting now cause you're adding to my headache" Qasim said to the beautiful woman standing next to him at the sofa.
"But d-dad how do you expect us to react to this news"
"Yes dad" the two girls sitting across them who looked extremely alike with the woman Sara as Qasim called her said with brows knitted in confusion, their eyes burning with anger but not directed towards their parents but the person who caused their situation.
"W-what are we gonna do about this impudent child of Sultan I wonder" Sara gritted the words out like gravels, her mind in chaos of how to spend the mo th without spending extravagantly as she was used to. Aliya really struck a nerve in her by denying her husband his salary after kicking him out of the CEO's position which she was over the moon they got the company.
She never thought the girl can go this far after meeting her in her mansion after Sultan's death.
It wasn't like she didn't care about the death of Sultan, he was a nice man but getting an opportunity of having so much and then losing it all because of that little caramel-brown skinned girl is too much of a loss.
She just can't find it in her being to accept and believe that freaking 22year old girl is the owner of that whole company and all the estates Sultan had.
"So what do we do now?" The taller girl with a slender body and strong curly hair that she managed to tie with a red scarf asked her parents who were seething in anger and staring at the walls deep in thought.
"Must we do anything though Zeira?" Asked her sister who was sitting next to her staring at her older sister with her larger brown eyes and her soft curls in two bun which made her look more like a baby after all she's just another little teenager in her 16.
"What do you mean we aren't going to do anything about Aliya meera?" Sara asked her little daughter whose eyes are darting from her form to her older sister who's also glaring beside her before she huffed and got up.
"Am going to my room I need to finish my homework".
"Yeah-yeah go whatever, Zeira you come help me prepare something to eat".
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Cackling laughter filled the white and black furnitured office coming from one of the few occupants of it.
"That was the most amazing thing I've experience since coming here from day one. Wow" Sofia burst into another feat of laughter with tears falling from her eyes and her hand clutching her stomach.
"You'll die because of laughter" Amanda stated to her but you can see the rare smile of amusement on her face and her mischievous eyes twinkling with mischief.
Yazeed shook his head at the two girls before turning his attention to Aliya who hasn't said anything since Qasim left the office like a human tornado.
Her face look as blank as ever, her glowing caramel-brown skin accompanied with hazel brown eyes made her stood out and look out of the world like a novel character.
He opened his mouth to say something to her when the phone on her desk rang interrupting Sofia's laughter and breaking Aliya's attention from her laptop.
She took her phone to answer when she saw who the caller was, she furrowed her brows wondering why he's calling her after they just left him today.
"Hello uncle"
"Hi little one, sorry if I Interrupted you on something but regarding your question, I just remember something so I decided to let you know "
"It okay uncle just tell me what's it"
"When your dad was leaving my place on that day, there was someone suspicious to me who was staring intently at every step or movement of Sultan. The man was wearing a black hooded shirt,and I couldn't see his face cause he was wearing a face mask and black glasses".
A/N: Hello loveliest, Merry Christmas, whether you're celebrating or not, please learn to accept each other's opinions and differences, share much love and hate less cause in the end we are all beings of the same race🤗❤🙏
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