Chapter 163. A Trap

It was a trap. A fucking trap. It was all connected. His aunt getting poisoned, followed by Amman’s kidnapping, Daniyal’s escape, and now Zahra’s elopement. All the events were linked, and he was sure who could be behind all of this. The only man who wanted to defeat him but was failing miserably since the very beginning. The same man who have been installing spies in his mafia and trying to weaken him from inside.

Today was a very big day. The media, MNAs, MPAs, along with well-known businessmen and the leaders of various mafias in the world, were present here at the wedding. And when they would come to know that the bride ran away, it would strongly affect the family reputation that his grandfather had built all these years.

It was a trap, and it was not difficult for him to guess who had laid this trap—his one and only enemy, Khurram Osmani. He needed to deal with him as soon as possible. He was becoming daring day by day. He had developed the audacity to infiltrate