In the evening, Zain had picked up Susanna from her place and drove towards his Grandfather's private villa.
It was situated in the city center.
The ride was silent all along. The only sound was of the soft music playing on the radio in the background.
Susanna stole occasional glances at Zain, who was entirely focused on driving. There was no reaction or expression on his face.
She was hoping to clarify matters about her father. She tried initiating conversation a couple of times.
"Um. How was your day?"
"Good."
"Um. Why Francesco didn't come?"
"He's busy."
"Sorry about the morning. If I would have known that Grandfather will go his villa directly on his own, I dare not disturb you in the early morning."
"It's ok."
Zain's short and crisp replies were enough to know that he is in no mood for chit chat with her.
He must be annoyed by the fact that her father hid his identity and wanted to target Bennetti Group's project via Grey Technosoft for his own benefits.
