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Fawaz's eyes widened when he saw Mishari's face at first, but when he called him by name his surprise increased. With a smile he was accustomed to, he replied "Hello, but I didn't recognize you, don't mind me. People say that flying in an airplane affects your memory a lot, hahaha."

Mishari was serious, despite Fawaz's smile at him "Are you Saudi or Kuwaiti???"

Fawaz stressed out "First, answer me, who are you??"

Mashaari : "My name is Mashaari Al-Badr…"

Upon hearing the name, Fawaz raised his eyebrows and grasped the whole point. He turned his back and walked away from him, but Mishari followed him "Fawaz, one moment.....let's come to an understanding.."

Fawaz had a serious look that he rarely gave anyone. "We don't have an understanding, Mishari. My father prevents us from speaking to any of you. And for years, I have maintained this thing. I can't leave it now because of one of you."

Mashaari :"I am your cousin, Fawaz... your uncle Ahmed's son, who has not forgotten you for years, and who would be very happy to know that you are fine…"

Fawaz continued to look indifferent, left Mishari alone, and returned to the command room. Of course, after this, Mishari remained silent and returned to his place. He decided to keep this thing for himself and inform his father about it. He did not inform Saud, his cousin, because he knew the nature of his uncle Mansour and his family's feelings towards them..

***

Iman gasped in fear: "What!!!!!!!!!"

Kookie said in a pained voice "You don't want to see me?? I was the one who was excited to finally see you."

Iman nervously: "This is not the case. I.."

Kookie: "No problem...forget it.."

Iman: "Kookie..for the first time I know that you get upset quickly."

Kookie: "No, but.. I feel upset.. I am begging my husband to take me to you and in the end, I get this response from you???"

Iman: "Kookie... I told you, you just surprised me…"

Kookie: "Okay... I'll talk to you later…"

Iman closed the voice chat and quickly returned to her conversation with Nouf "Nouf, help SOS…"

Noof with fear: "Why, what happened!!!"

Iman: "Koki is coming to Kuwait and wants to meet me…"

Nouf with a laughing emoji: "Nice... Kookie has been hinting for a long time that she likes your personality and wants to see you…"

Iman: "I know this thing, but the problem is!!! I can't risk her hating me. Have you seen my face? I am a laughing stock. I don't know how to dress or speak properly."

Noof: "You are beautiful, but only if you take care of yourself and reduce this nervousness."

Iman: "I can't... My natural personality is different from my computer personality. If she sees me, she will be shocked."

Noof: " What exactly are you going to do? Kookie is sensitive, and if you tell her that you can't meet her, she will get very upset"

Iman: "You go and meet her!!!"

Noof: " What!!!!!!!!!"

***

At Nawaf Palace

Arrogantly, she was sitting looking at her nails, and turning her face towards her cousin and her brother's wife, Dima. "You know, when Bashar's mother saw my hair, she was shocked and said that she wanted to know the hairdresser that…"

Fatima arrogantly and rudely interrupted Dima "Dima, what do you think of my nails?"

Dima was annoyed with her because she interrupted her again. Her arrogance and pride in everything she owned oppressed her, but she endured in order to achieve her goal. "Awesome"

Fatima: "Better than your nails, right?"

Dima was upset, but she endured "Yes. Who made them for you…"

Fatima took a long breath "A Russian expert was requested by Nawaf...I don't know her name and I don't even care.."

Dima: "Aha"

The housekeeper (Angela) walked to Fatima with tact and elegant style. "Miss Fatima, Mr. Nawaf asks to meet you in the office room.."

Fatima smiled maliciously while giving Dima a provocative look "Nawaf came back... It's strange why he didn't come in to say hello"

The housekeeper kept silent because she did not know how to respond, and at the same time she knew Fatima's nature and that she meant Dima.. Meaning, that Nawaf did not enter because he knew that Dima was there.

Dima understood the topic and felt Fatima's look of ridicule, but she just smiled. Fatima stood up and walked away, saying in a tone that concealed her laughter. "Allow me to speak to your future husband in private."

Dima held herself and said, "Take your time, my dear, and say hello to him."

Fatima: "Sure…"

After Fatima left, Dima hit the table on which there was tea and sweets, forcefully with her foot out of oppression. In her view, she could tolerate "Awatef" and any other creature, but Fatima deserved someone to torture and humiliate her and extract the rights of all those whom she had humiliated and insulted in her life.

***

Fatima entered the huge office and found Nawaf sitting at his laptop and at the same time reading a group of papers. She walked closer to the desk and sat next to him. "Can you sit for ten minutes without working?"

Nawaf with an affectionate smile "Impossible, of course... And have you not forgotten, my dear, that if I do not work like this, you can't get the pampering you are living in…"

Fatima moved her eyes around her affectionately "Hmmmm, but we have a lot of money, so I don't think that postponing work for an hour would do any harm.."

Nawaf laughed at her comment "Nice of you, my sister... The important thing is that you called me and said that you had an important matter... and then you called and told me to enter any place other than the living room... and sent Madame Angela to call you instead of calling you myself... May I understand what you are planning?"

Fatima: "Firstly, I called you because I have an important and serious matter that I would like to discuss with you, and secondly, I asked you not to interfere, because your dear future wife, Dima, is here and I don't want her to see you."

Nawaf laughed again: "Hahaha, Dima is here.. What she wanted happened and we got engaged, what does she want more... There is no longer any need for her to show herself off every day again...."

Fatima: "I don't know about her... she's a silly person…"

Nawaf had a serious look. "If my dear sister hates her and refuses her presence, then I am ready to break up with her now if you want…"

Fatima in fear and shock "You are talking seriously!! Nawaf... I'm just kidding... It's true that Dima is annoying and below our level, but she remains the best option and her personality is non-existent with us... It is better than marrying someone we don't know and having her take you from us…"

Nawaf: "This is how much you are concerned about me…"

Fatima: "Sure... I only have one brother... and frankly, I'm not prepared to lose him so easily."

Nawaf gave her one last smile and then a serious look "Can you leave my topic with Dima and say the important topic you called me about, my dear sister?"

Fatima lowered her head and pretended to be sad. "Dad and I fought…"

Nawaf: "And the reason??"

Fatima: "His friend's son, Fahad, proposed to me, and to be honest, I don't think Fahad is the type of person for me…"

Nawaf: "On the contrary, Fatima, "Fahad" is a successful person and from a large and elegant family, and you will certainly be happy with them since they are among the best families here... especially since they are very close to your level of life... and he is an open mind person…"

Fatima: "Do you see how he looks?"

Nawaf sighed: "This is the reason for your rejection, right??"

Fatima: "Of course, I have already told you that whoever I marry must be handsome, and I do not care if he is rich or poor... because in the end, I will use my own money... right…"

Nawaf: "I have not yet understood what the matter is.. one of dozens proposed to you and you rejected him.. what is new.."

Fatima said dissatisfied "My father is upset and says that I have no right to reject his friends and make them angry with him because of my pampering and childish behavior."

Nawaf: "He has no right. This is your life and you are the only one who can control and decide it."

Fatima feigns sadness "What should I do?"

Nawaf pulled out his mobile phone and gave her a serious look "Leave the matter to me.."

Fatima smiled as she watched her brother call her father and talk to him seriously "My dear father, regarding the matter of Fahad... I hope you can put it out of your mind.."

Nawaf's father is on the second line "Fatima told you...??"

Nawaf: "Of course... my beloved sister never hides anything from me…"

Jasem: "Of course, you support her behavior."

Nawaf: "Of course.."

Jasem: "Oh Nawaf, my son, Fatima has spoiled herself a lot, and her behavior will bring her nothing but pain and sadness. It is not right to reject a person with all these good qualities because of this pampering…"

Nawaf: "My father... I think we discussed this issue more than once... What right do you have to force her to do something she does not want? Without a doubt, my sweet and adorable sister will not be a spinster like poor, ugly girls. I hope you can forget about it and make amends..."

Jasem: "Are you crazy?"

Nawaf: "Goodbye, my dear father.."

Nawaf quickly hung up after he finished speaking and gave her a look of victory. "It's over now…"

Fatima quickly walked over to her brother and gave him a strong kiss on his cheek "Thank you, the best brother in the entire universe"

Nawaf smiled at her at a time when his father was very depressed.

On the other hand, Nawaf's father was going to a restaurant with his daughter, Awatef, and his wife, and of course, they did not take Fatima as punishment because she upset him. Jassim took down the mobile phone and pressed his head to pain, Sarah "My love, what's wrong with you?"

Jasem: "This boy intends to kill me, Sarah. I swear, no one will kill me except him."

Awatif said with pain "Nawaf?? Why, dad??"

Jasem: "He talks and treats me like his employee... he forgets that I am his father... and he talks to me and orders me coldly…"

Awateef tenderly placed her hand on his and held it "My dear father...don't be upset with Nawaf...he is like this because of work, and Fatima, unfortunately, controls him with her pampering and charms him… Nawaf, as you know, does not like to upset her…"

Jassim sighed: "I hope it is just like that.."

***

After a few days ..

Sultan was in his wheelchair, with the nurse beside him feeding him. Osama was there, but not to visit. He was sitting and discussing more than one topic regarding work.

Osama: "Thanks to my distinguished ideas, profits have increased more than before, my father... but we need to raise them three-fold through a project I proposed to the council... which is to build a second factory in Egypt... that will support our factory in Europe... but as you know…"

The Old Sultan, who had not lost his malice and cunning despite his advanced age, gave Osama a provocative look. "Nawaf refused, of course…"

Osama: "Did you get the news??"

Sultan: "No, I expected this thing... because your ideas of making a quick profit always do not please him…"

Osama: "My father... I have the right to start my perswork... and get rid of the restrictions that Nawaf imposed on the company…"

Sultan coldly: "You have your own money to work with…"

Osama: "My own money is not enough for a huge project and in addition to that…"

Sultan: "Don't make excuses, Osama, I raised you and know you well… You are afraid to invest some of your own money in a large project and lose them in it. You prefer to enter with our money, and if you lose, the loss will be collective and it will not be too big for you... In addition, your coming here was to entrust this project to you and seize all its profits in the name of the company.."

Osama: "Father…"

Old Sultan turned his face away from him to the nurse "Continue, I'm hungry…"

Osama was defeated by his father's usual neglect and walked far to the door and came across Ahmed, who had entered with a smile "Oh... my brother Osama is here…"

Osama ignored him and walked away…

Ahmed was accustomed to his brother's style and the anger he took out on people. He smiled and walked to his father, kissing his head. "Hello, my dear son.."

Ahmed "Hello, how are you and how are you doing, my dear father?"

Sultan "Until now, I am living.. even if I feel that those around me intend to inherit me alive.."

Ahmed: "You mean... Osama??"

Sultan "He and others... The problem is that now their children get involved in the story…"

Ahmed: "And what do you intend to do?"

Sultan "To be honest, I feel torment and pain thinking about the matter. In my opinion, Mansour, Osama, and their families have no right to a greater share than you, Ahmed. Then I come back and say that Sarah had nothing to do with it. Even if her husband's son did not fall short of them and has tens of times more than me. But in the end, the lawyer suggested that I make a will and relax…"

Ahmed swallowed his saliva and smiled: "The mind's eye.."

Sultan gave his son a look of complete suspicion "Ahmed, do you have something you want to say?"

Ahmed: "Frankly speaking, I have an objection regarding the issue of the will."

Sultan "What do you mean?"

Ahmed: "Muhammad…"

Sultan sighed: "If only I knew where he is.."

Ahmed: "I know where he is...but."

Sultan looks serious "Do you know where he is???? Since when and how…"

Ahmed: "Honestly... My son Mishari... met his son Fawaz a few days ago. I hid the issue from you and decided to investigate the issue myself. I sent one of our followers there and he checked on them and was surprised by something else…"

Sultan "Asmaa..is still with him??"

Ahmed: "Unfortunately, Aunt Asmaa passed away a long time ago…"

Sultan shook his head in pain and distress at the memory of her "And then…"

Ahmed: "Asma gave birth to the child she was pregnant with when she left us. A girl named Iman"

Sultan's eyes widened, and at the same time his throat felt dry "My daughter.."

Ahmed: "Your daughter???"

Sultan: "Whatever child my Asma gives birth to will be my child…"

Ahmed was surprised because his father had denied this for years… "The important thing is.. What do you intend to do with the issue of the will after what you learned.."

Sultan put his hand under his chin and after a while of thinking "Ahmed... summon all the family members, girls and boys... and the lawyer as soon as possible…"

Ahmed: "Should I call Nawaf too??" 

Sultan: "Sure. He is the most important person.."

***

in Kuwait

Iman entered the house running and Jassar followed her screaming: "Iman, how dare you do this...."

Iman quickly ran to her father and hid behind him "I told you not to challenge me…"

Jassar angrily: "I will kill you"

Iman holding her father from behind "Daddy don't let him kill me…"

The sound of laughter interrupts Jassar and Iman's fight. "Just as I left you, I got you. It's impossible for you two to change, right…"

Iman and Jassar smiled at Fawaz who entered. He had just taken a shower and was drying his hair with a towel "

Iman ran to him and hugged him tightly: "Fawaz"

Fawaz: "Iman, my darling, I miss you"

Jassar: "Fawaz, take your hands off this dirty person so she won't infect you…"

Iman: "Jassar shut up."

Fawaz: "What did you do...!!!"

Iman: "Nothing"

Jassar: "Yes, you did... You threw the juice at a car that was walking beside us!!! rude…"

Fawaz pushed her away from him: "What!!!!"

Iman ran back to hide behind her father "Fawaz Jassar... Stop, don't drive your sister crazy"

Jassar: "She raised my blood pressure, dad…"

Iman: "Dad, he was the one who dared me to throw it away...."

Muhammad with a smile: "This means that you too, Jassar, are involved in the crime with her…"

Jassar turned his face and Fawaz laughed at him "Don't be upset, Sherlock Holmes, Moriarty won you this time too…"

Fawaz took out a box from his pocket and handed it to Jassar "Take it and don't be upset.."

Jassar opened the box and found the pipe he had asked Fawaz to get for him "Finally…"

Jassar put the pipe in his mouth and smiled. His father got angry and had a serious tone "May I know why you ordered it when you don't smoke???"

Jassar: "Dad, it's just like Sherlock Holmes…"

Fawaz "Dad, let him do what he wants. You see, he is no longer a little boy."

Muhammad continued reading his newspaper. Iman ran to Fawaz with sad eyes "Where are Nouf's items that I told you about…"

Fawaz with a smile: "In a bag on my bed in the room."

Iman, without waiting, ran to his room "Thanks"

After Iman moved away, Fawaz turned his eyes to his father with a serious look "Dad…"

Muhammad: "Jassar, come here…"

Jassar felt that there was something more reasonable in the topic than the pipe issue "What happened??"

Muhammad: "Fawaz met one of your cousins on his last trip.."

Jassar: "What!!!!"

***

After several hours, Sultan met with all the family members

Sultan "I gathered with you today for a big and very important goal. My children, I have decided to divide all my property through a will…"

Mansour was the first to speak, since he is the most greedy and avarice of the family "What do you mean, my father?"

Sultan "I will divide the money in my own name and the property... and of course, I will exclude the property and things that I gave you a long time ago…"

Fares whispered to his brother "Why does he intend to hold us accountable for our money…"

Faisal: "I don't know about him.."

Sultan "I intend to divide the shares 49%..."

Ossama: "Divide the shares?? Only??"

Sultan shook his head in denial: "No.... The division will include some other properties that will be included in the will, but today the talk will only be about shares so that you are all aware…"

Saud: "Grandfather, will this division be between our fathers or does it still include us?"

Sultan "You are insulting your father, Saud…"

Saud became anxious and felt like he was greedy among them "No, that was not my intention…"

Saud: "I decided to give 30% of the shares to my daughter, Iman."

Everyone in the room was surprised "What?? Iman?? Who is Iman??"

Sultan coldly hit the ground with his cane so that everyone would pay attention "My daughter Iman, my daughter and Asmaa's daughter, may God have mercy on her.."

Osama angrily: "We don't have a sister named Iman... and this woman, Asmaa, I think her topic has been over for a long time…"

Sultan: "No, it's not over, and Muhammad...I intend to give him 10%, and you all get only 9%."

Mansour: "This is crazy, you must be senile"

Ahmed got angry at his brother's words and exploded in his face "Respect yourself, Mansour, do not raise your voice against your father…"

Sultan: "Let him talk, Ahmed, everyone has come out as they really are…"

Fares decided to speak calmly: "Don't blame them, dear grandfather. I'm sure their intentions are different from this... but they... are surprised like all of us... as you know... none of us know that we have an aunt named Iman…"

Sultan: "You know this now.. I think, my children, that you took a lot of money from me at a time when Muhammad was living a difficult life in a foreign country with my daughter.. and this thing must not continue... The lawyer left me a little while ago and I registered the will for him, which I cannot retract."

Nawaf smiled as he watched the looks of anger and greed from everyone present except Ahmed and his son. He said quietly "I do not object at all to the words of my grandfather Sultan, this is the eye of reason.... and frankly, I cannot wait until our little aunt comes to live with us…"

Sultan smiled at Nawaf. Osama and Mansour were defeated and left the meeting. 

Mansour: "The despicable Nawaf.....a snake that wraps around my father's neck all the time and controls him...surely planning something…"

Osama: "Be afraid of him…"

Mansour: "What do you mean??"

Osama: "Nawaf did not agree to this sister of ours unless he knew and was planning something??"

Mansour: "What do you mean??"

Osama: "It is not unlikely that he will marry her and take away the remaining 30%."

Mansour: "What!!!!"

Osama: "And you will be the one affected, especially since your daughter is engaged to him... meaning he may break up with her."

Mansour: "The stars of the sky are closer to him... this bastard…"

Osama: "We must plan and know what is the right action to take against him... and know exactly what he intends to do…"

***

After several days... on the day Magie will meet Kookie

In the restaurant

Iman reserved a closed cabin for Nouf to meet Cookie. And she reserved a cabin next to her so she wouldn't be afraid. Nouf, after a long journey of thought with Iman, decided in the end that she would wear a purple dress with pink roses on its edges, and let her black hair fall over her back softly and elegantly. The opposite of Iman, who was trying to hide.. Iman was wearing jeans, with a long blouse over it that reached half her thigh, a hair tie, a cape, and her glasses.

Nouf said in horror: "I'm so afraid.."

Iman: "Nouf, stop being ridiculous. When the story became serious, you backed down... You say that you are bold and do anything you want.. And secondly, all your life, you wished you were (Magie)..."

Nouf: "But let's assume I messed up???"

Iman: "Nouf.. I told you a million times... that I will be with you on the line and I can't leave you.."

Nouf: "Let's assume I'm exposed…"

Iman: "If you are exposed, I will behave, do not be afraid…"

Nouf swallowed her saliva and tried to smile: "Okay...."

Iman walked to the cabin door: "I will be in the cabin next to you, don't be afraid…"

Nouf: "May God help me…"

Iman sent her a kiss in the air. She walked to the cabin next to her, but when she approached, the waiter stopped her. "Excuse me.."

Iman: "Yes?"

Waiter: "The cabin is busy!"

Iman was surprised: "What?? Okay, the one next to it.."

The waiter smiled: "Sorry, I swear the whole suite is busy.."

Iman: "What do you mean, where can I sit? I have a reservation…"

Waiter: "This way, please, in the second cabin, we have reserved a cabin for you"

Iman was upset and wanted to curse him because he had reserved a cabin for her far away… She was going to come back and tell Nouf, but then she remembered that this would make her more nervous.. And secondly, this is the cabin that I reserved in the name of Magie.. That means, when Kookie comes, she goes to this cabin… She decided to walk to the second suite while ringing her phone when something tall and large hit her. Her mobile fell to the ground and disintegrated. "Ooooh.."

"Sorry...I wasn't paying attention…"

Iman quickly raised her eyes and wanted to clash, but what she saw silenced her. The young man who hit her was tall, with a clear, athletic body, even though he was wearing navy blue jeans and a white shirt open at the top. He had black hair, a little long on the side of his neck, and strangely enough, he had blue eyes. After a full minute, Iman finally felt herself and spoke "I'm the one who's sorry, I was busy with my phone"

Nawaf got down to the ground and started collecting the parts with her. Iman stood installing the parts of her mobile phone and he extended the parts he had collected to her. "Thanks"

Nawaf: "You are Welcome, this is the least we can offer as an apology."

Iman: "Your words are nice... but unfortunately it appears that the mobile phone is ruined…"

Nawaf pulled the phone out of her hand lightly, something that surprised her, and he started trying to use it "Try calling, maybe it will be fixed.."

Unlike Nawaf, Iman forcefully pulled her mobile phone away from him "I told you what you said is nice... but unfortunately, this is an old trick. My advice is to try something else…"

Nawaf raised his eyebrows, although the smile did not leave his face "Trick?"

Iman with a cunning smile "You call your phone from my phone, and then you store my number with you, and then you call and talk... and flirt, and who knows, you may tell me that you love me and want to marry me."

Nawaf held his hand in front of his chest and laughed "It is clear that you are an expert and you are not easy, but you expect someone like me (and he points at himself) to flirt or harass someone like you (and he points at her)."

Iman was overwhelmed by his words. She looked funny and awkward, but she was not ugly. She extended her hand to his face. "I am the one who doesn't like you and can't like you because I have what's worth ten of you. I mean a million of you."

Nawaf laughed as he saw her walking to the cabins of the second suite in a laughing manner "There are few people like you these days.. but unfortunately, you are not available, especially since I have another person on my mind right now.."

Nawaf walked to the cabin with the waiter and signaled to the guard to stop at the door "Hello.."

Nouf gasped and jumped from her place: What?????

Nawaf spoke to the guard "You stop here and don't allow anyone to enter unless you tell me…"

Nouf with fear: "What is this?... Get out... Who allowed you to enter? Get out... or I will scream and all the people will gather against you."

Nawaf smiled and sat in the chair opposite her "There is no need... If I wanted to harm you, I would have set it up a long time ago. This restaurant is mine, meaning I can lock you up here without needing the guard standing outside. I stood guard so that no one would see you and cause you problems that I do not want for you.. my dear Magie…"

Nouf's eyes widened in shock at his first words and then at the name he called her "What did you say?"

Nawaf extended his card in front of her "I am Nawaf, a businessman... and at the same time... a Kookie"

Nouf was shocked: "You??? You are Kookie... but Kookie…"

Nawaf: "I'm sorry, Magie, because I lied to you... Please allow me to explain to you... Two words, but it won't take anything away from you. Don't be afraid…"

Nouf: "Sorry, I don't want to hear you. Let me go out."

Nawaf, with eyes full of determination: "You used to trust Kookie a lot.. Why couldn't you trust Nawaf.."

Nouf: "Kooki is a girl.. and you are a man... the difference is clear what you think.."

Nawaf closed his eyes and then opened it slightly. "What you say is true, and this is the thing I was afraid of... but I was ready to risk everything in order to see the person who gave me hope in life.."

Nouf: "I don't understand you.."

Nawaf sighed and ran his fingers through his soft hair "Magie.. Do you expect a man of my level to enter the "Problems and Solutions Forum" and get to know its boss and help her just to get closer to her and make her love him?"

Nouf sensed the sincerity of his words, so she decided to calm down and allow him to continue Nouf: "Then what?"

Nawaf with a smile that melted Nouf "Magie.. The first article I read of yours was almost two years ago, in which you were talking about the true feelings and sincere love that we must maintain, no matter the problems and obstacles we encounter, whether they are from the family or work.. I liked what you said very much at the time, especially because it reminded me of the fact that I am a private entity with no one having anything to do with it or my future. Just because my father decided to marry me to my cousin, I must marry her and be deprived of true love, just like I was deprived of my real mother and forced to live with an oppressive stepmother by force."

Nouf noticed the last word and said: "Your real mother? I don't understand…"

Nawaf gave her a pained look "My father met my mother while studying abroad and married her, and after he got bored of her, he returned to his homeland and lived his life with his cousin, whom he married. But after ten years, he learned that he had a son since he only had daughters, so he decided to take him back by force and took me from her, and I never saw her again… Years passed while I was juggling my work and enduring his wife's cruel desires, and in the end, he declared that I had to marry my cousin, whether I agreed or not. I was desperate and about to agree when I read the article… You gave me hope and since that day I have been doing what I want and not caring about anyone...isn't this your slogan on the forum.."

Nouf herself felt pain and sadness for Nawaf and at the same time jealous of Magie.. because Magie always achieved anything she wanted when she wanted it, unlike her.. who was pretending to be strong despite her weakness and her fear of her family. She was hoping that she was the one meant by his words... Magie, who doesn't care about anything... and does what she wants and helps others... She tried to pretend to be strong and said "Is this why you joined the forum?"

Nawaf "In the beginning, I was hoping to offer you something concrete to express my thanks, but after the forum became famous and the members and visitors increased, I decided to help you morally... or how should I express it... Take part of the work off your hands... but unfortunately, I found that all the main members were girls... And it prevents men from entering, so I decided to impersonate a girl. This was my intention and nothing else... I was hoping to remain Kookie in your eyes forever but the character of Kookie must be ended by Nawaf's busy character.."

Nouf shook her head in denial: "I don't understand.."

Nawaf "My work is increasing day by day, meaning that my free time is decreasing.. Unfortunately, I can no longer combine the forum, work, and home.. So I decided to close my membership and leave the forum.."

Nouf's eyes widened and a look of shock appeared on her "Is it easy for you after this time?"

Nawaf gave her half a smile: "This is the world.. but, God willing, you will remain in my mind and heart.."

Nouf lowered her head and said shyly: "Even us.."

Nawaf: "Hassan.!!!"

The guard entered quietly and was standing with all his strength with his huge body. Nawaf gestured to him, and the guard extended his bag opened it on the table, and took out a medium-sized black velvet box. Then he excused himself and left. Nawaf smiled and extended the box. "Here you go, Magie…"

Nouf was surprised and astonished: "What is this!!!!!!"

Nawaf, with a smile and calmness, opened the box that contained a necklace carefully made of a group of precious stones surrounded by a golden wire studded with diamonds and with a name written on it. (Magie) "A simple gift for you, Magie.."

With astonishment, Nouf pulled out the necklace and looked at it. It was the pinnacle of sophistication and beauty, and it was clear that it was a very precious antique. "for me!! This is for me!!!!!!!!!"

Nawaf smiled as if the topic was extremely simple "Sure.. the least I can offer to a great, compassionate person who loves people...."

Nouf put the necklace in the box and closed it "Sorry... I can't accept it.."

Nawaf gave her a pained look "Why?? you did not like it?"

Nouf: "No, it is very nice... very nice, but it is clear that it is expensive... very expensive in fact. No matter how much I work and how well I work, it is impossible to get half its price.."

Nawaf: "No, Maggie... You have a great life and your help to people is priceless. This did not cost me at all if you were afraid for me.... This piece was designed in the factory in which I am a major partner and I make many like it... And it does not contribute anything to my wealth... unless it is lower than your level and you want me to get you a better one.."

Nouf: "No, that's not what I meant."

Nawaf interrupted her, pulled out the necklace, and put it in the box "I'll make you something better than that and…"

Without realizing it, Nouf grabbed his hand and the box "No, I want this... I liked it.."

Nawaf smiled as he looked at the hand that was holding his.. Nouf felt ashamed and quickly pulled it away "Sorry.."

Nouf was drowning in embarrassment: "I am the one who is sorry. Forgive me. I have never spoken to strange men in my life."

Nawaf lowered his head in shame "The feeling is mutual... I have never spoken to anyone in my life except at work... In general, I am happy that you accepted my farewell gift…"

Nouf tries to end the conversation tactfully "But this does not mean that this is the last time we talk.. Surely there will come a day when you come and enter the forum.."

Nawaf shook his head in denial: "It is impossible to enter the forum, but... Can I give you my private email.."

Nouf hastily: "Okay, can you give it to me??..... Of course, if there is no embarrassment... ...In the case of one of the members or visitors looking for you and wanting to know about you... I mean, you understand what I mean Of course.."

Nawaf smiled at her, took out his pen, and wrote an email to her on one of the restaurant's papers, filled with notes. "Here you go, Maggie... it was nice to meet you…"

Nouf smiled at him: "Nice to meet you too.."

Nawaf stood up and with a smile came out of the cabin, leaving Nouf in amazement, contemplating the box continuously. But as soon as she felt that someone was near the door, she hid the box and was surprised by Iman, who entered while she was angry. "Nouf"

Nouf tried to relieve her tension with an angry look: Where are you!! I was going to die of fear. You were the one who said I would sit with you on the line..

Iman sat in front of her "I ran into someone and my phone fell and was damaged. After that, I was locked in the second suite because of a quarrel that took place between a customer and an employee.. but tell me what happened.."

Nouf as if she was in another world "Ha... nothing... I met her... a wonderful woman. Honestly, her style and words are sweet, and she admires you a lot."

Iman: "She knew you were not Maggie..."

Nouf: "No... but she broke my heart... She was happy because she finally saw Maggie after all this time and because it was the last time she would talk to her.."

Iman was surprised: "Why the last time???"

Nouf: "Since her circumstances don't allow her to enter the forum, and her husband won't let her, she's saying goodbye. But as I said, I didn't want to tell her that Maggie was not me. She would be upset if she knew that we were intending to deceive her…"

Iman felt a little sad and then smiled "Even though I will miss her a lot and no one will take her place.. May God grant her success and I wish her happiness with her family and children…"

Nouf was silent and did not know exactly what to say... Should she admit that what she said was a lie and that Kookie is a billionaire and gave her an expensive gift, or should she stay silent and let it go…

Iman with a smile pulled out the menu: "Did you eat it or not??"

Nouf woke up from her thoughts: "No...."

Iman with a smile: "I feel that all the food I ate has evaporated because of my fear of the quarrel that happened.. That's why I insist on you.. What are you eating?"

Nouf pretended to take out her phone and put the box and the paper containing the email into the bag. "Let's see the menu first…"

Without her noticing, a camera was installed in the cabin that photographed her accurately.

***

On the other hand, Osama and Mansour smiled after the photo taken by the private camera in the cabin was printed. "Finally.."

Osama arrogantly: "I told you... Nawaf did not agree to the matter out of the blue... It was a plan a long time ago and he knew that my father intended to write to her a huge part of his property.."

Mansour: "I didn't imagine him being this smart.. but it's a blessing that he has guards who accept bribes.."

Osama: "What you say is true.. He entered the girl's life after he knew her location and knew her personality on the Internet as a member, and gradually he started to win her heart.."

Mansour: "I can't let my effort and work all these years go to an adulterous girl…"

Osama: "I am with you, my brother, until the end..."

Nawaf was riding in the Rolls Royce and heading to the airport. He went to Riyadh with a wide smile on his face. His assistant was beside him and noticed his smile, which had not changed since they left the restaurant: "I hope this smile remains all the time, sir.."

Nawaf turned to him: "Surely that smile of victory will remain.."

His assistant: "Victory smile.... I thought your date was romantic, sir…"

Nawaf laughed at his description of his date with one of the girls "A romantic date, that's funny. Especially when you know that this (pointing at his heart) is a stone."

Assistant: "Pardon my intrusion and rudeness, sir…"

Nawaf: "Don't apologize.. I was really with the lady of love... and my victory is to prove that no matter how strong and experienced she pretends to be, she is still a girl who I can easily add to my list of beloved ones... but there is something I don't understand...."

Assistant: "What is it, sir?"

Nawaf: "She didn't comment on the way my voice changed."

The assistant smiled: "It appears that she was surprised to the point that she did not feel anything.."

Nawaf: "You are right...the fools who think they are smarter than me...will regret it...they think that I did not know that they intended to bribe my bodyguard in order to obtain information...they do not know that in this way they are being reckless and getting rid of their sister instead of me...and In a way that I can take advantage of, instead of earning 30% of the shares, I will take 49% when their father finds out that they got rid of their sister because of the money…"

Assistant: "But what is the girl's fault, sir?"

Nawaf: "Her fault is that she was born into a family of monsters and their evil will reach her no matter how far she is from them??"

Assistant: "May God have mercy on her in advance.."