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As the private jet touched down on the tarmac, the door swung open, revealing the Malik family emerging onto the runway.

Shoaib Malik, the patriarch, stepped out first, followed by his wife, Arfaa, elegant and poised as always.

Behind them trailed their son, Hasan, accompanied by his wife, Laila, and their daughter, Janant.

The air buzzed with anticipation as the family descended the stairs, their presence commanding attention.

Hasan, with his confident stride, exuded an air of authority, while Laila's graceful demeanor hinted at a quiet strength beneath her poised exterior.

Janant, the youngest of the group, moved with a subtle grace, her eyes scanning her surroundings with a curious intensity.

As they made their way towards the waiting car, a sleek black sedan, the Malik family exchanged quiet words among themselves, their expressions a mix of anticipation and intrigue.

The journey to Shaikh Mansion promised to be eventful, filled with the promise of reunions, alliances, and perhaps, a few surprises along the way.

As the Shaikh family stood outside their mansion, exchanging pleasantries with the Malik family, the atmosphere was tense with anticipation. Mailk greeted their hosts with practiced cordiality.

Janant's eyes, however, were fixated on Rahim, her gaze unwavering as she observed him with an intensity that bordered on obsession.

She lingered on him, her expression betraying a longing that was palpable to those around her.

Rahim acknowledged their guests with a polite nod, his demeanor guarded as he exchanged formalities with the Malik family.

But when Janant's gaze shifted to Zara, standing beside him with her prominent baby bump, her features contorted with disgust, sending a chill down Zara's spine.

Zara's insecurity mounted as she felt the weight of Janant's judgmental stare, her discomfort evident in the way she fidgeted nervously beside Rahim.

Despite her efforts to appear composed, the unease lingered as they were ushered inside, leaving Zara to grapple with her apprehensions about Janant's lingering interest in her husband.

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As the guests settled into the Shaikh mansion, Rahim's commanding voice cut through the air, sending a chill down Zara's spine.

"Zara, go to our room,"

Rahim's voice cut through the air like ice, commanding Zara to retreat to her room as the Malik family entered the house.

Despite her inner turmoil and the desire to be by Rahim's side, Zara hesitated, torn between her longing to support him and her fear of Janant's intentions.

Feeling the weight of Rahim's directive, Zara reluctantly complied, her steps heavy as she moved away from him.

Every fiber of her being screamed to stay, to defy his command, but she couldn't bring herself to challenge him, not when he seemed so resolute.

As she made her way to her room, Zara's heart felt heavy with uncertainty.

She couldn't shake the feeling of unease, knowing that Janant's gaze lingered on Rahim with unsettling intensity.

Yet, she knew she had no choice but to follow Rahim's orders, no matter how much she wished to defy them.

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The atmosphere in the warehouse was tense as Rahim sat with Arbaz and Arman, their attention focused on the video conference call with Marco Vincent and Xavier.

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