Chapter 92. His Room

"Ma'am sir asked me to get his office cleaned," the servant responded and was about to leave when an idea hit Farah.

"Stop,"

"Yes ma'am?"

"Get Roshanay and make her to do this task. She will be cleaning his office so she can be aware of the status she has in this house," Farah told him and he nodded.

"Okay ma'am,"

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Roshanay was in her room. Locked and confined. Rolled up in a ball. Her body was still hurting due to the pain of the belts. The red marks have turned blue and black.

And given the meager amount of food she was served, she was low on energy. The servants looked at her with disgust and often talked to her in a disrespecting tone.

She still wasn't allowed to meet her mother.

Rather, after that night, she hadn't even seen Moosa.

For which she was thankful. Because now even his shadow would scare her out of her wits.

She immediately got up to a sitting position when she heard the lock of the d