The cunning Cher

Ardit got up from his patio chair with a very angry expression on his face. He starts pacing around as he grabs his hair with one hand. With his phone on the other, he says, "Ibrahim likes Ari?"

"She told me herself," said Cher, "she said that she was in love with him and he felt the same way."

"I can't believe this!" Ardit kicks the table and chair and knocks down the umbrella. He grabs his glass with alcohol and throws it against the concrete floor. All the slaves that were present decided to go indoors as Ardit was just running around like a maniac in his own yard.

"What is going on?" he screams, "that cowardly man who can't even run his own business and dares to call himself a CEO is in love with my little Ari? No wonder she was eager to go to his arms. Why can't she come to mine! I did everything for that little girl, and she rather go to that poor excuse of a business man?"