Zeynep
I was looking around in astonishment. What was I doing here? The size of the room, its elegance, the arrangement of the table, and even the food were making my head spin. Yusuf Ali Ağa also had a guest. He was very handsome too.
"Who is the lady?"
"My daughter's nanny."
Beril Hanım grumbled. She had refused to breastfeed her daughter because her n*****s hurt. She had been forced to have a natural birth as well. She was a very selfish woman. Sibel said she would leave soon, but how would she leave her daughter behind? As far as I understood, Ağa wasn't giving her the daughter.
"Nice to meet you."
"Likewise," I said. It was clear that I was the only one who found my presence here strange.
The man who had left the room last night with just a "fine" had sent word that he would ha
