#Chapter79
Mahnoor's POV:
I knocked on Moosa's home office door and after hearing 'come in', I step inside. He was busy on the phone while sitting behind his wooden desk, wearing a black suit. He tilted his head, mentioning me to sit. I carefully looked around the office, took a seat on the sofa on the other side of the office.
Moments and minutes passed by but his call didn't end and it was starting to irritate me. Under normal circumstances, I would've started yelling at the person, but the man sitting in front of me was not some person, he was Moosa Khan.
Still, he could have called that person later or tell me to go back and for some odd reason, I have a feeling that he was purposely taking a long time. I took a glance at him and found him staring at me. I bit my inner lip to stop myself from saying something. Then, I took out my phone to distract myself instead.
