Chapter 115

Irtaza

"This is the chance", abbu said from the other side of the call when I was staring at the lavishing mansion of Mr Ali out of the window of my car. "You'll have to get close to Zoya. She's traumatised. Women can be easily trapped after a split. Are you getting me?"

"I'm getting you", I sighed. "But unfortunately, Zoya is not among those women. For the hell's sake, abbu. Stop suggesting to me something that wouldn't help. Zoya knows our truth and she's not less than a cunning bitch. She would never get trapped by me. But—", I smirked, looking at the gate and seeing Mr Ali getting inside his car.

"But what?", abbu asked from the other side.

"But your long-term friendship may work", I said while smirking.

"Huh!", abbu grimaced. "Friendship my foot! Once he used to only trust you and love you blindly more than anyone. But now, he can't see anything except that two rupee employee, his so-called fake son-in-law. I don't know what kind of spell