OUNTRY A (HAMDAN’S FAMILY HOME).
In one of the most lavishly furnished rooms, lied a petite woman endowed with a figure of a goddess. Though she was in her early fifties, she looked and had an air of the younger generation. She had a frown that marred her beauty as she looked at her phone. One could easily feel the killing intent in her sharp brown eyes.
Why would my son fall for such a woman? She is just a pretty face with nothing to offer. All she does is leech of my son’s wealth. I won’t let her milk my son dry! She thought. These thoughts have been plaguing her thoughts ever since that woman made her existence known in their lives.
Hafsa (Hamdan’s mother), had wanted to create a network with juweyriya’s father jafar. This was due to the common crime they shared. A few years ago, out of jealousy, the woman had plotted with three other accomplices on the massacre of an entire family. Unfortunately, the plot didn’t go as smoothly as planned.
