Chapter 45Six Months LaterHabbabI find myself in the courtroom, alongside Erdem, in the midst of the trial for the Arslan inheritance. Six months have passed since Melek's tragic death, and I am determined to ensure that the wealth and assets of the Arslan family do not fall into the wrong hands.Ahmet's lawyers are doing everything they can to claim the inheritance as the rightful heir, but I have taken precautions to prevent that from happening. Three months ago, aware of Ahmet's machinations, I decided to transfer all the properties under Erdem's name, who is also entitled to the inheritance as Emir Arslan's biological child.I observe with satisfaction the frustration on Ahmet's face as his defense lawyers face insurmountable obstacles. The legal documents are in my favor, and Ahmet realizes that his plans to seize the Arslan wealth are crumbling.Although I cannot directly prove Ahmet's responsibility in Melek's death, I am certain in my heart that he was involved. Melek disco
Derya ArslanSix long months have passed since Ahmet locked me within these four walls. I am a prisoner in my own home, Habbab, Dilay and Erdem have gone and left me behind. I can't believe how ungrateful they are, I made mistakes, it is true. As a person and as a woman, I have experienced life and over the years I have made choices that have led me to where I am now, and I can say I have no regrets. I lost everything before I became an Arslan, I had a complicated history and I couldn't control my destiny and neither the person I became, but despite all that I was always there for those children who have now turned their backs on me. I hear the doors of the mansion open and a very frustrated Ahmet enters. Enise who has become his shadow since he took over the mansion, asks how it went. "It was a disappointment, Enise." He replies annoyed. "That move by Habbab, fucked up my whole plan, now that Erdem is lord and master of everything, I don't have the right to take the money from Habbab
AhmetHabbab thinks he has defeated me, he thinks I will give up, but no. My enemies have no idea who I am; I have let them rebuild their lives these past few days, preparing myself to take it all away from them. I stop in front of what appears to be nothing more than an abandoned house, where the guards greet me and let me in without any problems. I climb some stairs and enter a room where I find Melek, clearly unhappy with my presence. I can't help but smile at her hostility."Hello, Melek," I greet with false courtesy, knowing that will only increase her disgust.She looks at me with hatred and spews her venom. "Go to hell and rot there," she says contemptuously.I can't help but laugh at her comment. I approach her and tell her with a mixture of arrogance and determination, "Oh, Melek, don't worry. You will be my ticket to get the money that belongs to me."Her eyes shoot daggers of anger at me as she decides to completely ignore me. I love the challenge she represents to me. No m
Chapter 46 Melek I wake up, feeling tired and disoriented. The last thing I remember is running away from Habbab, upset with him, after learning he was a married man. I open my eyes slowly and find a man standing in front of me. His face is familiar and something about him makes me uncomfortable. "Hello little princess, you're finally awake." He says as he watches me with a disturbing smile. "Nice to meet you my name is, Ahmet Arslan." Arslan? So his face was familiar to me, he must be Habbab's family and they look somewhat alike, but I can't understand why I'm here. "What am I doing here, why did you kidnap me, where is Habbab, why do you have me here?" "Wow, honey, you sing more than a little birdie in a hurry." he says mocking me. He says mocking me. He grabs a chair and pulls it over to sit across from me, so close that our noses might touch but for me backing away. "Melek, my mission was to kidnap you and end your life," Ahmet says in a serious tone, and with a macabre smil
HabbabI finish dinner alone, lost in my thoughts when a strange movement coming from the kitchen catches my attention. I immediately stand up and cautiously cross the kitchen door. My eyes meet Derya Arslan. We haven't seen each other in months, and now that I have her in front of me, I realize that I no longer have to call her grandma or show her any respect."What are you doing here?" I ask, a mix of surprise and distrust in my voice. "How did you get in?"Derya looks at me with sadness, her eyes filling with tears. I recognize her strategy, trying to evoke pity for herself, thinking that everyone will bend to her whims. It's hard to see this woman in a positive light, someone who lied to me and manipulated me for years. I will never trust her again."I came to ask for your help, Habbab," she says, her voice trembling. "I managed to escape Ahmet's clutches thanks to one of the guards who was still loyal to me. He's kept me captive all these months, claiming that I suffer from senil
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