Chapter 63. His Guest

It was 4 p.m., and now was the time to go home, but she needed to inform her boss first before leaving the office.

At the same time, she didn’t even want to see his face. The moment she had read that contract, her heart exploded into an unfathomable rage. She wanted to kill him in that moment, but she stored all her rage within her heart. That rage would play a key role as a fire in her mission to take her revenge on Shehryaar.

She would also give him the same pain he gave her. If not the same, then at least close. The company he sat in, the mafia he ran, she would destroy it all. She would gather evidence and give it to Khaleda, and if Khaleda wouldn’t help, she would release it to the press, but she would go to every length.

She would go down, but not without a fight.

But what was tensing her was the fear that had been settled within her.

She knew this fear would have her commit a mistake. And even if it was a minor one, given how apt and sharp he wa