Chapter 280

She connected with his subordinates, hoping they could give her a hint, but they told her that they were unaware of their boss’s whereabouts, their expressions guarded and uncertain. She was worried about him, feeling the gnawing emptiness of not knowing if he was safe or in danger. Every night she prayed quietly for his return, imagining him coming back safely so that their lives could regain a sense of normalcy and balance.

At the same time, Moosa’s hold was slowly growing over Iran. Territories and alliances that had once slipped from his family’s control were gradually returning under his influence. Roshanay knew it was Moosa’s lifetime dream to rise in power in Tehran again, to reclaim the authority and respect his father had once commanded. He had promised his father that he would take back what was taken from them, and he was doing it successfully now, carefully, strategically, leaving no room for mistakes. Every step he took strengthened his position and brought him cl