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Chapter Twenty-Seven

“My dear Kay is from a prestigious family, no need for interrogation, Father.” Zayn's voice had never sounded better than that moment.

I briefly closed my eyes, and opened them again, with a bright smile. I could feel his father's hard stare on me, as I took a bite of the delicious raisins. These people were heavy on eating fruits.

For a moment, I thought his father would press on with the interrogation. After all, he was the father, and wielded more power than Zayn.

But then, he heaved a sigh and continued eating.

We'd barely finished eating, when Humairah dragged me away to her room.

“To have some girly discussion,” She said with a giggle, as she pulled me away.

I threw a helpless look at Zayn as we went out of the hall. But I retracted my gaze, when I saw the hard look on his face. I didn't need a translator to understand what he meant.

‘Don't do anything stupid.’

Obviously, Zayn's parents had a private sector of the mansion, where they usually stayed, whenever they visited. If I
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