Chapter 7. Money Theft

Bushra didn’t expect her to get that excited over something normal. Well, it wasn’t something you see every day, but in some cases, it wasn’t anything to hype about.

“His son. That spoiled brat!” she said abruptly. “He is so bossy and spoiled to the extent that he expects things to be done as he wants it to be… He’s so full of himself,” Bushra said with a tone of irritation.

“Whoa!” Madina mouthed. She fell too deep in the moment. “Are you sure you guys didn’t just start off on the wrong side? Cause it feels like…”

“What? No! We had a meeting yesterday, and this guy interrupted me every single time I started talking. He just speaks without having a thought. That’s rude!”

To think of it, he only did it to her.

“Does he do that to your colleagues?” she asked.

Bushra was reluctant at first. “No,” she murmured.

“Haaa! You see! Are you sure this guy is not into you or something? Maybe he’s testing your patience to see if you are wife material. He