FORTY-THREE

FARZAN’S POV:

She f**king lied to me.

I was fuming with anger and if anyone else saw me like this he would definitely be shocked that the person who was the cause of it was still alive at that time as she must be busy cooking in the kitchen without caring what chaos she had been implicating on my life since her mere presence in it.

I was on verge of killing someone and I still didn’t know what to do. That was it. She made me helpless in her case. I could kill her easily if she wasn’t…her.

“S-Sir.” After a knock to which I didn’t answer my secretary came in as she had her hands trembling but she tried to hide it with her tight grip on the files. She was an almost fifty years old woman as she was working with for more than a decade. She knew when I was in a mood to talk or not and right now, I was definitely not but still she came in and try to worsen my mood.

“Sir.” She tried to act professional with the clearing of her throat.

I bestowed her with a glance which was enough to take th