Warning Him

"What are you doing in my office? And with whom permission you came inside?"

Aazal, who was busy checking a file, raised his head on feeling the presence of someone. But a frown appeared on his forehead after seeing the person standing in front of him.

Saying in displeasure, he got up from his place.

"Even that office belongs to you Asfand Yaar Khan doesn't need permission to meet with you."

Glaring at him with stern eyes he took a seat sitting in front of him. While on his saying that, the frown on Aazal's forehead became deeper.

"Politely go out of my office before that I call my guard and he comes here."

He stood right in front of him while fuming in rage. While on the other side, ignoring his glaring and wrath Asfand was sitting comfortably putting one leg on top of the other and looking at his furious face.

"You can't get me out of here till I am not done with what I am here for. You can try it if you want..."

His cold demeanor was making Aazal's blood boil in rage. His jealousy