Chapter 295. Bonus 4 (3)

They considered her a threat. Both of them. To the legacy of her grandfather. That was why they had her escape. Shabbir Haider would've sustained the blow of the whole world knowing the truth, but his grandsons—because they were to continue his legacy. He had really worked hard on both of them and managed to make them as cruel as he had been.

Jaha Ara was a thorn in his path, which he efficiently plucked out. He wanted the mafia to grow, and both his grandsons were his shoulders. He wanted his legacy to be transferred directly to his grandsons and the business to be handled by his sons while he trained his grandsons to hold the duty of future mafia dons.

If Dua had told them the truth, then an apocalypse would've fallen on him.

An apocalypse that his old shoulders wouldn't be able to sustain. He would have been crushed, defeated, and battered by the very people he had brought up with his hands.

His grandsons were his reflection, and Shabbir Haider was well a