Chapter 3

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{Izzah's POV}

I'm only hoping to find her, to say the words I couldn't before

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I'm only hoping to find her, to say the words I couldn't before. I should have stayed with her. I should have paid more attention towards her. But I thought she was doing better. It is night when I'm still looking for my mother.

Suddenly I get this call from one of my bodyguards. "What? You found her? Where are you?" there's eagerness deep in my voice.

"Going to reach the mansion soon", says Andrew.

"Okay, I'm also coming then", a sigh of relief which cannot be expressed right now. I don't know what would have I done if something happened to her.

I reach home only to see my mom in the living room talking to Arish. My vision couldn't get more blurry with tears. I hold her tightly while sobbing. It takes a few minutes to hold back myself.

She tells me she's fine. Why am I crying like this? She asks.

I control myself saying, "Where did you go? What happened to your head? Why these stiches? Is it hurting that bad?"

"No I'm fine", she says wiping my tears.

"Ross, take mom to her bedroom", I tell the maid.

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"Andrew, how did this happen?", I ask my bodyguard.

"Ma'am you don't have to worry. We found her in a cafe near Brooklyn Bridge. There's a guy who seemed dangerous for her"

I frowned asking, "Which guy?"

"We've already handled him"

I go to the basement only to see that guy from yesterday

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I go to the basement only to see that guy from yesterday. I go near him and see the swelling on his face. He got beaten up badly by my men. Hmph! You deserve it.

"You?!", he asks with a surprise.

"I didn't expect you either.
So why were you trying to harm my mom? Who asked you to do that? For whom you work?", I ask him holding his collar. My eyes are burning with anger.

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