My Turkish Heart

Chapter 54:Can't stand the heat? Then leave..

"Have you heard anything from Dr Fletcher or anything regarding Izzy?!" Burak asked aggressively.

He had been agitated and impatiently waiting for news since his last call with Kyle. As he finished the call, Yildez Bey had inform him that he had to go home immediately as his mother had summoned him. Burak was in no mood to put up with his mother's usual fussing, but he thought he could kill two birds with one stone going back home. Until now, he still had received no explanation as to why his funds had been frozen and he knew only his parents had that kind of power.

"No sir, I tried calling Dr Fletcher again, but his phone just rang" Yildez Bey explained.

Burak slammed his fist on the back seat, he never knew he could be so anxious over someone. The lack of control he has in the current situation was also irritating to him.

"The people that you have hired there... They are still at the hospital??" he asked annoyed.

"Yes, sir..." Yildez Bey answered nervously.

Arriving at the family villa, Burak knew he had to mentally prepare himself before going inside to meet his parents. Getting out of  the car, he straightened his suit and took a deep breathe before heading in.

"Father?!" Burak said confused by the mood in the room.

"Son, you and your mother talk. I have no time for this game. Please sort out your business, so that you can lead the company properly" his father said frankly and then walked out.

"Mother, what is going on?"

"If I didn't summon you back home, when would you have come? Before or after you leave the country? Or until you had realized that you had no more financial backing anywhere?" his mother said coldly.

Burak couldn't even answer his mother, as he knew that she probably had been keeping tabs on him, so would be pointless to lie. He looked at her, standing with her back towards him and looking out the window to the garden.

"Can't speak? Tired of your little hospital game?" she kept pushing his buttons.

He clenched his first tightly listening to his mother's harsh words. It was hard to stay cool and calm in this moment, as he knew she was waiting for him to explode. She turned around abruptly, walked closer to where Burak was standing and looked him dead in the eye.

"Are you done with your game?.." she asked again.

" I had my reasons.." he answered.

"Hmm mph... well then I have my reasons too" she said nonchalantly.

"Why did you freeze my funds?" he asked quickly in a moment of courage.

"Your funds... where do I even start?" 

Burak tensed up, waiting to hear his mother's explanation.

"Yes, I was the one who gave the instruction to freeze it and I don't regret it.."

"Mother! What do you want to do? What is the meaning of all this?!" Burak's temper was flaring up.

"You dare yell at me?! I am sick and tired of you being a headless chicken for that vixen. You think I don't know about you wanting to return to SA while your family business is still such a mess?! So clearly if I don't step in, I should then just sit back and watch you ruin our legacy?" she reprimanded him.

"Mother, what does Izzy have to do with our company's issues? She's not the one that caused it and I am working on getting it fixed!" 

"You're right! She is not the one who caused it, but she's also not the one who can solve it. I let you play house with her for your own entertainment, but now it needs to come to an end. I have chosen Miss Aydin as your future wife, her family will also give a big enough cash injection into our company to solve the mess" his mother explained.

"What?! No! I love Izzy! I won't marry Miss Aydin, even if you threaten me or take away everything I have, I won't leave her!" Burak yelled.

" I thought you would say that... So I made arrangements for you instead" she said calmly.

"What do you mean? What did you do?? Are you the one behind Izzy's kidnapping? Tell me now!" 

The more Burak was losing his temper, the more calmly and coldly his mother responded. Her demeanor was agitating Burak, with every  response she gave.

"Her kidnapping?.. No, that trick is too cheap and trashy for me. I heard that her own sister kidnapped her and asked you to pay the ransom? What a great family!" she laughed viciously.

"Who told you this??"

" There's nothing that I can't find out. Son, by now you should have realized the kind of power I have. Money talks and people are ready to sell their souls for it.."

" What have you done Mother?"

" I haven't done anything yet.. Thanks to their family problems, they already stirred the pot"

"So what do you plan to do?" Burak asked anxiously.

His mother took out her phone and made a brief call. On the call she demanded for someone to send something to her right away. Burak stood waiting anxiously, until her phone's message notification went off and she smiled slyly.

"Look, isn't this Izzy's dear old father who is currently about to come out of his coma?"

She showed Burak the surveillance footage of Izzy's father's private room at the recovery centre. His eyes grew wide as he saw Izzy's mother enter and tenderly take care of her husband. Then, Daisy entered cheerfully and brought flowers to brighten up the room.

"How did you get this?! What are you planning to do?"

"If you play along and be obedient to my requests, I won't touch a hair on any of their heads. However, if you disobey my wishes.... I can't guarantee which family member might be laying in that bed next..." she threatened.

"Mother are you being serious?! You want to play dirty??" Burak said outraged.

"For my son and the family business we built from scratch, I am willing to do anything!" 

"Mother! Are you insane? Izzy and her family have done nothing to you! Let them be.."

"Yes! I am insane, as long as you stay with that vixen. They did nothing wrong, but if you want to continue to make their simple life complicated then stay with her. Just know that I warned you.."

Burak was in disbelief that his mother could be this cruel, he tried to reason with her, but she wasn't interested. Losing his temper and throwing the display items off the table, his mother gave him one cold look.

"If you want to act out then do it at your own house. Think about what I said and make a decision, that family's lives depend on it... " 

Burak left enraged by his mother's ultimatum she had given him. Heading home, he kept cursing under his breath at the situation he found himself in. Yildez Bey dropped him off at home and then left.

The next hour, Burak spent brewing in his anger and drinking strong liquor. He was beyond tipsy and was about to go wash up for bed, when the doorbell rang. Remembering that Yildez Bey said he would come check in on him if he didn't reply to his message after a certain time. Not even aware where he had placed his phone,  he pressed the button to enter. Sitting down on the sofa finishing the bottle of whiskey on the table, he heard the door open.

"Yildez Bey, I told you I'm fine! No need to come back.." he slurred.

Not sure if he had drank too much and his mind was playing tricks on him , but the person who entered was Miss Aydin in a very revealing outfit.

"Tonight, you're mine..." she said.