Chapter - 42

Haider stood in a dimly lit room, bathed in a warm reddish glow that accentuated his imposing presence. The atmosphere crackled with tension as his loyal men surrounded him, their expressions stoic and alert. Haider's eyes burned with a fiery intensity, his anger simmering just beneath the surface.

His footsteps echoed against the polished marble floor, each step calculated and deliberate. With every move, he exuded an aura of power and dominance, his very presence enough to send shivers down anyone's spine. The room seemed to shrink in size, suffused with an air of impending reckoning.

As Haider neared the center of the room, one of his trusted men stepped forward, his eyes casting a sidelong glance. The man's voice quivered ever so slightly as he delivered his report.

"We have found him, sir," he said, his voice laced with a mix of apprehension and respect. "He appears to be a spy, as he was present at the wedding."

Haider's eyes narrowed, his gaze piercing through the man with an i