Meanwhile, Zahra was still upset about the money Sanam had given her. She was determined to get revenge on her. And since Sanam’s birthday was approaching, that would be the perfect opportunity.

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The next morning, Sanam woke up at eleven, took a bath, and got dressed in a fitted long Atampa gown. It hugged her body perfectly. She came downstairs, smelling fresh like a newlywed bride, and sat at the dining table for breakfast.

She ate fried plantains with tea and, after filling her stomach, stood up and walked outside.

As soon as she stepped into the compound, she started thinking about how to deal with the person who had poured cold water on her. She was determined to find him and show him the difference between a wealthy person and a poor one.

To her, if someone didn’t have as much money as her father, then they were not rich. She walked towards the gate, and the security guard quickly ran towards her, showering her with praises.

“Hajjaju! What do you need?”

“Just open the gate,” she said, frowning.

He quickly opened it and wished her a safe return.

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Since morning, Huneed had been watching out for Sanam to see if she had taken his warning seriously. As soon as she stepped out and started looking around, he called out to her.

“Are you looking for me?”

Startled, Sanam stepped back. “Is this guy even human?” she thought to herself. His confidence and arrogance unsettled her.

“You think I’m a ghost, don’t you?” he teased.

She almost ran away but managed to hold her ground. Sweat formed on her forehead despite the cold weather.

She looked at him and said, “Hmm, I know you’re just a poor nobody.”

He smirked and stepped closer. Their breaths almost touched.

“I want you to understand something,” he said. “All your pride, arrogance, and wealth mean nothing to me. Yes, I am nobody, and I come from nothing. But I am a man among men—a man with a heart that seeks. And as long as we both breathe in this world, one day, you will clean my shoes, wash my clothes, and polish my car.”

She quickly blocked his way and placed her hands on her hips. “What exactly are you proud of that makes you talk like this?”

Huneed looked at her and said, “I’m not boasting. I’m simply showing you that no matter how proud a woman is, a man is her reality. One day, you will marry a man, and he will control you. That’s just how life works.”

Then he added, “I hope you remember my warning about driving in the estate.”

Sanam angrily asked, “Who are you? And who is your father to set rules for me?”

Without turning back, he said, “My name is Huneed Abdallah. Ask around the estate, and you’ll learn my story if you want.”

Then he smirked and added, “Goodbye, little rat among women.”

Sanam stood frozen, repeating the words. “Did he just call me a rat?”

She swore to teach him a lesson.