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"Welcome back to your existence, ALİHAN ERDOĞAN," ALTAN ERDOGAN taunted.
Alihan hated his father more than anyone else in the world. Altan was a manipulative man who could twist anyone to his will. He cared only about money, wealth, and power. Deeply involved in illegal activities, he also held an influential position in Turkish politics.
His life changed after marrying Derya Erdogan, Alihan's mother. Derya was an intelligent and beautiful woman with a pure soul, dedicated to social work and constantly researching ways to improve people's lives. She actively supported numerous NGOs and funded medical research for the betterment of humanity. Additionally, she played a significant role in the textile industry.
Despite being married to Derya, Altan maintained a relationship with Beyza, which he made official after Derya's death.
Alihan left Turkey and studied in Edinburgh, managing business operations from there. He was involved not only in Turkish business but also at the International level. He returned to Turkey only for the most complicated matters.
Forty percent of the Erdogan Empire's shares were in Derya's name. Last month, Alihan discovered his mother's will, which required him to stay in Turkey for at least a year to fulfill its conditions.
"Mr. Altan Erdogan, your existence may be tied to this place, but mine depends on who I am," Alihan said with bold, untouchable confidence, elevating Altan's anger.
The aura of the room becomes heavy, with every member of the Erdogan family present in the hall.
"So, I hope you've built enough of an empire because you lost shares of Erd....." Altan began, but he was abruptly cut off.
"Everyone, welcome," Alihan interrupted, his voice commanding attention. As he gestured toward the entrance, Azra walked in, wearing a beautiful gown that drew all eyes to her.
Alihan stepped forward, grabbing Azra's hand with a possessive grip.
"My Sweetheart," He announced it, his eyes meeting hers with something beyond darkness-something far, something impossible for her to understand, yet her heart is capable of feeling it. "AZRA ALİHAN ERDOĞAN"
Azra looked at Alihan with her innocent eyes, sensing that the way he was treating her made it seem like she was the only person around whom Alihan’s world revolved.
The room fell silent, every face reflecting shock.
Dilara clenched her fists, her face turning red with anger.
Azra, trying to calm her racing heart, felt overwhelmed by Alihan's imposing presence and the way his piercing blue eyes seemed to see right through her.
Meanwhile, Altan and the rest of the Erdoğans struggled to comprehend what Alihan had just announced.
"Alihan, please say that it's not true," Dilara said, her expression a mix of disbelief and anger. She wanted to shout, but no one had the courage to raise their voice in front of Alihan.
