Chapter 284. Bonus 1 (1)

"Mama! Mama!" Two-year-old Mujtaba called out to Zahra, who was making dinner in the kitchen.

Zahra looked down at her child, her heart swelling with love. She adored her little one—her world. He had been pampered by the entire clan since he was the firstborn in his generation. Her grandmother would sew his clothes with her own hands. Her mother was around most of the time, helping her with Mujtaba.

Irtaza was already seeing him as the future of the mafia and the business, but Zahra often avoided the discussion whenever this topic was brought up. She didn't want her child to be a part of the gore and bloodshed. She wanted her child to have a normal childhood.

He raised his little hands and caught the hem of his mother's shirt as he tried to stand up.

Her eyes moved towards the wall clock as she quickened her preparations.

"Gul Zaadi!" Zahra called out for one of her maids, and she came running.

"Yes, madam?"

"Please, can you take Mujtaba to