د*♡Part One♡꧁I Loved My Teacher꧂*

Part Two♡꧁I Loved My Teacher꧂

♡Part Two♡꧁I Loved My Teacher꧂

Jasser smiled as he wrapped his arms around her.

Jasser, softly: "You like it, right?"

Malak nodded, unable to take her eyes off the sea.

"It's beautiful... I've never seen anything like this before."

Jasser: "From today on, I want every sad memory to be replaced with a happy one."

She turned to look at him.

Malak: "You've done so much for me... I don't even know how to thank you."

Jasser: "Just stay by my side. That's enough."

For the first time in a long while, Malak smiled from the bottom of her heart.

That evening, they walked along the beach while the sun slowly disappeared behind the horizon.

Malak: "Can I ask you something?"

Jasser: "Anything."

Malak: "When did you start loving me?"

He laughed quietly.

Jasser: "The day you almost got hit by my car... You argued with me without being afraid."

Malak laughed.

"I thought you were the most arrogant man I'd ever met."

Jasser: "I probably was."

They both laughed together.

Suddenly, Jasser's phone rang.

His smile disappeared as he answered.

Mohamed: "Jasser... we have a problem."

Jasser: "What happened?"

Mohamed: "Amira escaped while being transferred to another hospital."

Jasser's expression darkened.

He looked at Malak, who noticed the fear in his eyes.

Malak: "What's wrong?"

Jasser: "Nothing... but we have to go home. Right now."

...

Meanwhile...

Amira sat inside an abandoned warehouse.

Hatred burned in her eyes.

"I lost everything because of Malak...

This time...

I'm not coming back to destroy her reputation...

I'm coming back to destroy her life."

She smiled coldly as someone walked toward her.

A tall man stopped in front of her.

Mysterious Man: "Tell me what you need... and I'll make it happen."

Amira looked up and smiled.

"I want revenge."

♡Part Three♡꧁I Loved My Teacher꧂

The next morning...

Jasser didn't leave Malak alone for even a second.

Malak: "Jasser... you're acting strange."

Jasser: "I'm just worried about you."

Malak: "You know... every time you say that, I feel like you're hiding something."

He stayed silent.

Just then, Mohamed arrived.

Mohamed: "We need to talk."

Jasser looked at Malak.

Jasser: "Stay inside. Lock the doors. Don't open for anyone except me or my mother."

Malak: "Okay."

Outside...

Mohamed: "We've searched everywhere. Amira disappeared completely."

Jasser: "She won't stay hidden for long."

Mohamed: "We also found out she's working with someone dangerous."

Jasser: "Who?"

Mohamed: "A businessman named Kareem... He's your biggest competitor."

Jasser clenched his fists.

"So that's his game..."

...

At the same time...

Amira sat across from Kareem.

Kareem: "I don't care about Malak. I want Jasser's company."

Amira: "And I want Malak to suffer."

Kareem: "Then we'll destroy both of them."

They shook hands.

...

Back at the villa...

Jasser's mother noticed Malak wasn't smiling anymore.

Jasser's Mom: "What's wrong, sweetheart?"

Malak: "I feel like something bad is about to happen."

She hugged her gently.

"As long as we're together, nothing will happen to you."

Suddenly...

The electricity went out.

Everything became dark.

Malak froze.

She heard footsteps upstairs.

Slow...

Closer...

Closer...

She whispered,

"Jasser...?"

No answer.

She slowly walked toward the stairs.

A shadow stood at the end of the hallway.

Malak: "Who's there?"

Silence.

Her heart pounded.

She reached for the light switch.

The lights came back on...

No one was there.

She sighed in relief.

But as she turned around...

A hand covered her mouth.

She tried to scream.

A familiar voice whispered,

"Miss me... Malak?"

She recognized that voice immediately.

Amira.

Amira tightened her hand over Malak's mouth.

Amira: "Don't scream... or you'll regret it."

Malak struggled with all her strength and bit Amira's hand.

Amira: "Ah!"

Malak pushed her away and ran downstairs.

"Mom! Help!"

Jasser's mother rushed out of her room.

Jasser's Mom: "Malak! What happened?"

Before Malak could answer, three masked men entered the villa.

One of them grabbed Jasser's mother while another pointed a gun at Malak.

Masked Man: "Don't move."

Amira smiled proudly.

"I told you I'd come back."

...

Outside the villa...

Jasser was driving back after finishing a meeting with Mohamed.

Suddenly his phone rang.

It was the villa's security guard.

Guard: "Sir! Someone broke into the house!"

Jasser slammed on the brakes.

"What?!"

Without another word, he made a sharp U-turn and sped toward the villa.

...

Inside...

Malak stood in front of Jasser's mother.

Malak: "Don't hurt her! I'll go with you."

Amira laughed.

"So brave... just like always."

One of the masked men suddenly spoke.

"Boss... Jasser's car is coming!"

Amira's smile disappeared.

"So he's back already..."

She grabbed Malak's arm.

"Take her!"

Just as they reached the front door...

A loud gunshot echoed through the villa.

Bang!

Everyone froze.

Jasser had arrived.

He stood at the entrance, his eyes full of rage.

Jasser: "Take one more step... and none of you will leave this place alive.

The villa fell silent.

Everyone stared at Jasser.

His cold eyes never left Amira.

Jasser: "Let her go."

Amira laughed.

"You still think you're in control?"

She pulled Malak closer and held a knife against her neck.

"Take one more step, and she'll die."

Jasser's fists tightened.

He wanted to attack, but one wrong move could cost Malak her life.

At that moment, Mohamed and the police surrounded the villa.

Mohamed: "The house is surrounded! Drop your weapons!"

The masked men panicked.

One of them fired a shot toward the police.

Chaos broke out.

Gunfire echoed through the villa.

Jasser used the distraction and rushed toward Amira.

She tried to stab Malak.

But Jasser grabbed her wrist just in time.

The knife fell to the floor.

Malak quickly moved away.

Amira screamed in anger.

"You ruined everything!"

She grabbed a gun from one of her men and pointed it at Jasser.

"I'll kill you!"

Before she could pull the trigger...

Bang!

A bullet struck her shoulder.

She dropped the gun and fell to the floor.

Mohamed lowered his weapon.

"It's over, Amira."

The remaining men surrendered one after another.

Police officers handcuffed them.

Jasser immediately ran to Malak.

He held her tightly.

Jasser: "Are you hurt?"

Malak couldn't answer.

She burst into tears and hugged him.

"I thought... I'd never see you again."

Jasser gently wiped away her tears.

"I promised you I'd protect you... and I always will."

Jasser's mother walked over and embraced them both.

"Alhamdulillah... You're both safe."

Meanwhile...

Kareem watched everything through the security cameras in another building.

He smiled coldly.

"So... Amira failed."

He stood up and looked out the window.

"Fine... I'll deal with Jasser myself."

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Prepare the next phase."

A mysterious voice replied:

"Everything is ready, boss."

Kareem smiled.

"This war... has only just begun."

Three days later...

Life slowly returned to normal.

Malak was finally able to smile again.

She had gone back to school, while Jasser returned to managing his company.

But deep inside...

Neither of them knew the nightmare had only begun.

...

At Jasser's company...

His secretary rushed into his office.

Secretary: "Mr. Jasser! We have a serious problem!"

Jasser: "What happened?"

Secretary: "Someone hacked our system... Millions of dollars disappeared from the company accounts!"

Jasser stood up immediately.

"What?!"

At the same moment...

His phone rang.

Unknown Number.

He answered.

Kareem: "Good morning, Jasser."

Jasser recognized the voice immediately.

"Kareem..."

Kareem: "This is only the beginning."

The call ended.

Jasser slammed the phone onto his desk.

...

Meanwhile...

Malak was leaving school with Nira.

Nira: "You finally look happy again."

Malak: "Because I know Jasser is beside me."

Suddenly...

A black car stopped beside them.

The window rolled down.

A little girl smiled at Malak.

Little Girl: "Miss... someone asked me to give you this."

She handed Malak a small envelope.

Before Malak could ask anything...

The car drove away.

She slowly opened the envelope.

Inside...

There was only one photograph.

It showed Jasser standing next to another woman.

Behind the picture was a short sentence.

"Your husband is lying to you."

Malak froze.

"No..."

At that exact moment...

Her phone rang.

It was Jasser.

She looked at the picture...

Then at the phone.

Her hands began to shake.

Should she answer...

Or believe what she had just seen?

Malak stared at the photo.

Her heart started racing.

The woman standing beside Jasser was smiling at him, and he looked as if he was talking to her comfortably.

Her fingers trembled.

At that exact moment, her phone continued ringing.

Jasser Calling...

Nira looked at her in confusion.

Nira: "Why aren't you answering?"

Malak quickly hid the picture inside her bag.

Malak: "I... I'm coming."

She answered the phone.

Jasser: "Where are you?"

His voice sounded calm, exactly like always.

Malak: "I'm... leaving school."

Jasser: "Stay where you are. I'll pick you up."

She hesitated.

"Okay."

The call ended.

Nira noticed Malak's pale face.

Nira: "Did something happen?"

Malak forced a smile.

"No... I'm just tired."

But inside...

Thousands of questions were tearing her apart.

"Who is that woman?"

"Why did someone send me this?"

"Is Jasser hiding something from me?"

...

Twenty minutes later...

Jasser's black car stopped in front of the school.

He stepped out wearing a dark suit.

As soon as he saw Malak, he smiled.

That warm smile she had fallen in love with.

He opened the passenger door.

Jasser: "Ready to go?"

Malak nodded silently.

The drive home was unusually quiet.

Jasser glanced at her several times.

Jasser: "You've been quiet since I picked you up."

Malak: "Just thinking."

He smiled.

"Thinking about your exams?"

She looked out the window.

"Maybe."

Jasser knew something was wrong.

Malak never avoided talking to him.

Never.

...

At the villa...

Jasser's mother welcomed them with a cheerful smile.

Jasser's Mom: "Perfect timing! Dinner is ready."

Everyone sat around the table.

Normally, Malak would laugh and tell stories about school.

Today...

She barely touched her food.

Jasser watched her carefully.

Jasser: "Are you feeling sick?"

She shook her head.

"No."

His mother gently touched her forehead.

"You don't have a fever."

Malak smiled politely.

"I'm fine."

But she wasn't.

Not at all.

...

Late that night...

Malak stood alone on the balcony.

The cool wind brushed against her face.

She took the photo out again.

She stared at it for a long time.

Footsteps approached behind her.

She quickly hid it.

Jasser wrapped a jacket around her shoulders.

Jasser: "You'll catch a cold."

She whispered...

"Jasser..."

"Hm?"

"Can I ask you something?"

He smiled.

"You can ask me anything."

She looked into his eyes.

For a second...

She wanted to show him the picture.

She wanted to ask him directly.

But fear stopped her.

Instead she asked...

"Do you... have any secrets from me?"

Jasser looked surprised.

Then he answered calmly.

"Everyone has things they haven't talked about yet..."

"...but I would never betray you."

His answer made her heart ache even more.

Was he telling the truth?

Or hiding the truth?

...

Meanwhile...

Across the city...

Kareem sat inside his luxurious office.

One of his men entered.

Man: "Boss... the photo reached Malak."

Kareem smiled.

"And?"

"She believed it."

Kareem stood up and looked out the window.

"You don't destroy a strong man with bullets..."

"You destroy him by making the woman he loves doubt him."

He picked up another envelope from his desk.

Inside were dozens of old photographs.

Some were real...

Some were edited.

He smiled coldly.

"This is only the first move."

He burned one of the photos with a lighter.

"Very soon..."

"They'll start destroying each other without even realizing I'm behind it."

At that very moment...

A notification appeared on Jasser's phone.

Unknown Number:

"Tomorrow at 10 a.m... come to the old warehouse alone... if you want to know who's trying to destroy your life."

Jasser read the message twice.

His expression became serious.

Without telling Malak...

He decided he would go alone

The next morning...

Jasser woke up before sunrise.

He quietly got out of bed, trying not to wake Malak.

He looked at her sleeping peacefully for a few seconds.

A small smile appeared on his face.

He gently kissed her forehead.

Jasser: "I'll be back before you wake up."

He walked out of the room and left the villa without telling anyone where he was going.

...

Half an hour later...

His car stopped in front of an old abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

The place was silent.

Broken windows...

Rusty gates...

And not a single person in sight.

Jasser stepped out of the car.

His eyes scanned every corner.

Jasser: "I'm here."

His voice echoed through the empty warehouse.

No answer.

Suddenly...

A loud clap came from the darkness.

Someone slowly walked forward.

It was Kareem.

He smiled confidently.

Kareem: "Welcome, Mr. Jasser."

Jasser: "You wanted to see me."

Kareem: "Not exactly... I wanted you to see something."

He snapped his fingers.

A large screen lit up behind him.

Photos began appearing one after another.

Pictures of Malak...

At school...

At the café where she used to work...

Even inside the shopping mall with Jasser's mother.

Jasser's expression changed instantly.

Jasser: "You've been watching my wife?"

Kareem: "Every single day."

Jasser grabbed Kareem by the collar.

"If you touch her..."

Kareem laughed.

"You still don't understand."

"I don't want to hurt her..."

"I want to make you suffer."

He pushed Jasser away.

Then he handed him a file.

"Open it."

Jasser looked inside.

His face suddenly turned pale.

There were documents...

Bank transfers...

Company contracts...

Someone inside his own company had been leaking confidential information for months.

Jasser: "Impossible..."

Kareem: "The traitor is closer than you think."

...

Meanwhile...

Back at the villa...

Malak woke up.

She reached for Jasser's side of the bed.

It was empty.

She looked around.

His phone charger was gone.

His watch was gone.

His car was gone.

A strange feeling settled in her chest.

She hurried downstairs.

Malak: "Mom... where's Jasser?"

His mother looked surprised.

"He left early this morning."

"He didn't tell you?"

Malak slowly shook her head.

"No..."

At that moment...

Her phone vibrated.

Unknown Number.

She hesitated before answering.

Malak: "Hello?"

A distorted voice spoke.

"If you want your husband alive..."

"Come alone."

The call ended immediately.

Malak's hands began shaking.

She called Jasser.

His phone was switched off.

She called Mohamed.

No answer.

Tears filled her eyes.

Without telling anyone...

She grabbed her bag, left the villa, and took a taxi to the address sent in the message.

...

Back at the warehouse...

Kareem looked at Jasser with a cold smile.

"You know what's interesting?"

"What?"

"You came here alone..."

"But your wife didn't."

Jasser frowned.

"What are you talking about?"

Kareem pointed toward one of the security monitors.

Jasser turned his head...

His heart nearly stopped.

On the screen...

Malak was getting out of a taxi and walking toward the warehouse.

Jasser: "No..."

Kareem smiled.

"I never invited her..."

"I only knew she loved you enough to come."

Jasser ran toward the exit.

But before he could reach the door...

The entire warehouse echoed with a massive explosion outside.

BOOM!

The ground shook violently.

Smoke covered everything.

Malak screamed.

The explosion shook the entire area.

Malak fell to the ground, covering her head as pieces of concrete crashed around her.

Smoke filled the air.

She couldn't see anything.

She could barely breathe.

Malak: "Jasser...!"

Her voice trembled as tears filled her eyes.

Inside the warehouse...

Jasser threw himself to the ground the moment he heard the explosion.

He quickly stood up and rushed outside.

Jasser: "Malak!"

Ignoring the flames and debris, he searched desperately through the smoke.

Then...

He saw her.

She was lying beside the broken gate, coughing violently.

Her forehead was bleeding.

Jasser ran toward her.

He dropped to his knees and gently lifted her into his arms.

Jasser: "Malak... look at me."

She slowly opened her eyes.

The first thing she saw...

...was his face.

A weak smile appeared on her lips.

Malak: "I knew... you'd come."

Jasser hugged her tightly.

"I'll always come."

Before either of them could move...

A slow clap echoed behind them.

Clap...

Clap...

Clap...

They both turned.

Kareem walked out of the smoke with several armed men behind him.

He smiled.

"What a beautiful scene."

Jasser stood up, placing Malak behind him.

Jasser: "Stay behind me."

She grabbed his hand.

"No..."

He looked at her.

"I'm not leaving you."

Kareem laughed.

"Love..."

"It makes people so weak."

He raised his hand.

Immediately, his men surrounded Jasser and Malak.

There was no escape.

One of the men aimed his gun directly at Jasser.

Another pointed his weapon at Malak.

Kareem slowly walked closer.

"You know why I hate you, Jasser?"

Jasser remained silent.

Kareem continued.

"Five years ago..."

"You won the biggest export contract in the country."

"My company went bankrupt because of that deal."

"My father died from the shock..."

"My family lost everything."

He looked straight into Jasser's eyes.

"And since that day..."

"I promised I'd destroy your life."

Jasser answered calmly.

"I never cheated you."

"You lost because you bribed officials and broke the law."

Kareem's smile disappeared.

"Shut up!"

He punched Jasser hard across the face.

Malak screamed.

"Stop!"

She tried to reach Jasser.

One of the guards held her back.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"Please... don't hurt him."

Kareem looked at her with a cold smile.

"You love him that much?"

She answered without hesitation.

"More than my own life."

For a brief second...

Even Kareem looked surprised.

Then his expression turned darker.

"Perfect..."

"Then you'll enjoy watching him die."

He slowly raised his gun.

The barrel pointed directly at Jasser's chest.

Malak's heart stopped.

She suddenly broke free from the guard's grip and threw herself in front of Jasser.

Malak: "If you want to kill him..."

"...You'll have to kill me first."

Everyone froze.

Even Kareem lowered his gun for a moment.

He stared at Malak in disbelief.

Jasser grabbed her shoulders.

"What are you doing? Move!"

She shook her head, tears streaming down her face.

"I already lost my mother..."

"I can't lose you too."

The sound of police sirens grew louder every second.

Red and blue lights flashed across the abandoned warehouse.

Kareem's men looked at each other nervously.

One of them shouted,

"Boss! The police have surrounded the entire area!"

Kareem's face darkened.

He looked at Jasser with hatred.

Kareem: "You set me up."

Jasser smiled coldly.

Jasser: "Did you really think I'd come here without a backup?"

Just then...

Mohamed stepped forward wearing his police uniform.

Dozens of officers stood behind him with their weapons raised.

Mohamed: "Drop your weapons!"

No one moved.

Mohamed: "This is your last warning!"

For a few seconds...

Silence filled the place.

Then suddenly...

One of Kareem's men fired the first shot.

Bang!

The police immediately returned fire.

Everyone ran for cover.

Jasser quickly grabbed Malak and pulled her behind a broken concrete wall.

Bullets flew above their heads.

Malak was shaking uncontrollably.

She had never been this close to death.

Jasser gently held her face.

Jasser: "Look at me."

She slowly raised her eyes.

Jasser: "No matter what happens... don't leave this place."

She nodded while tears streamed down her cheeks.

"I promise."

...

On the other side...

Mohamed and his team slowly advanced.

Officer after officer arrested Kareem's men.

Within minutes...

Half of the gang had surrendered.

But Kareem...

Had disappeared.

...

Jasser frowned.

"Where is he?"

Before anyone could answer...

Malak screamed.

"JASSER!"

He turned around.

Kareem had appeared behind him.

He was holding a pistol against Malak's head.

His face was covered in blood.

His clothes were torn.

But the hatred in his eyes was stronger than ever.

Kareem: "Throw your gun away."

Jasser slowly placed his weapon on the ground.

Kareem: "Kick it toward me."

He obeyed.

Mohamed tried to move closer.

Kareem shouted,

"One more step and I'll shoot her!"

Everyone froze.

Malak looked at Jasser.

Despite everything...

She smiled.

A small...

Weak smile.

Malak: "Don't worry about me."

Jasser felt his heart breaking.

"I can't lose you."

Kareem laughed loudly.

"How touching."

He tightened his grip.

"But every love story..."

"...needs a tragic ending."

His finger slowly moved toward the trigger.

Suddenly...

A loud voice echoed across the warehouse.

"DROP THE GUN, KAREEM!"

Everyone turned.

An elderly man walked into the warehouse with two police officers beside him.

Kareem's eyes widened.

"D...Dad?"

The old man looked at him with tears in his eyes.

"I've been alive all these years..."

"...and I begged you to stop seeking revenge."

Kareem froze.

"You... you're alive?"

The old man nodded.

"I disappeared because I was ashamed of what I'd done... I wasn't killed because of Jasser."

He pointed at his son.

"You destroyed innocent lives because of your hatred."

Kareem's hands began to shake.

The gun slowly slipped from his fingers...

And hit the ground.

Before he could react...

Mohamed rushed forward with the officers.

They pinned Kareem to the floor and handcuffed him.

The nightmare...

Was finally over.

Jasser ran straight to Malak.

He wrapped his arms around her tightly.

Neither of them spoke.

They simply held each other...

Grateful they were still alive.

A few days later...

Peace finally returned to the villa.

For the first time in weeks...

Malak slept without fear.

She woke up to the smell of breakfast.

When she walked downstairs, she found Jasser and his mother waiting for her.

Jasser's Mom: "Good morning, sweetheart."

Malak: "Good morning."

She smiled shyly and sat beside Jasser.

He placed a cup of coffee in front of her.

Jasser: "Drink this first."

She looked at him and smiled.

"You've been taking care of me too much."

He gently held her hand.

"I almost lost you..."

"I don't ever want to feel that again."

Malak lowered her head, blushing.

...

At the police station...

Mohamed entered the interrogation room.

Kareem sat quietly, staring at the table.

Mohamed: "It's over."

Kareem smiled.

"No..."

"It's only over for me."

Mohamed frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Kareem leaned forward.

"You think I planned everything alone?"

Mohamed's expression changed.

"There are people far more dangerous than me."

"They're after Jasser..."

"...and they never fail."

Before Mohamed could ask another question...

Kareem suddenly laughed.

"You'll find out soon enough."

...

That evening...

Jasser and Malak decided to go out for dinner.

It was their first real date since everything had happened.

Malak wore a simple white dress.

When she came downstairs...

Jasser couldn't take his eyes off her.

Jasser: "You're beautiful."

She smiled.

"You say that every time."

"Because it's true."

His mother laughed.

"Stop making the poor girl blush."

They all laughed together.

For the first time...

The house felt full of happiness again.

...

After dinner...

Jasser took Malak for a walk by the sea.

The waves were calm.

The moon reflected on the water.

Malak leaned against his shoulder.

"I wish life could stay like this forever."

Jasser kissed the top of her head.

"It will."

Suddenly...

His phone vibrated.

A message.

Unknown Number.

He opened it.

His smile disappeared.

There was only one sentence.

"Look behind you."

Jasser's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately turned around.

Standing several meters away...

A man dressed completely in black was watching them.

His face was hidden.

The moment Jasser looked at him...

The stranger smiled...

Then disappeared into the darkness.

Jasser's instincts told him one thing.

This wasn't over.

♡Part Ten♡꧁I Loved My Teacher꧂

The cold sea breeze blew across the shore.

Jasser instinctively pulled Malak behind him.

His eyes searched the darkness.

The mysterious man...

Was gone.

Malak: "Jasser... what's wrong?"

He forced a smile.

"Nothing."

But she knew him too well.

Whenever he smiled like that...

Something was definitely wrong.

...

On the way home...

Neither of them spoke.

Malak kept glancing at him.

Finally, she couldn't stay silent.

Malak: "You're hiding something again."

Jasser sighed.

"There was a man watching us."

Her face turned pale.

"The same people?"

"I don't know..."

"But until I find out who he is, I don't want you going anywhere alone."

She nodded.

"Okay."

...

The next morning...

Jasser increased the security around the villa.

More guards.

More cameras.

Even the gates were replaced with stronger ones.

Malak laughed softly.

"Are we living in a fortress now?"

Jasser smiled.

"If that's what keeps you safe..."

"I'm fine with it."

...

Meanwhile...

In an abandoned factory...

The mysterious man removed the hood from his head.

A scar ran across the left side of his face.

He placed several photographs on a table.

Every single one showed...

Jasser.

Malak.

Mohamed.

Even Jasser's mother.

Another man entered the room.

Man: "Boss... everything is ready."

The scarred man smiled.

"Good."

"Did Kareem talk?"

"No."

"He refused."

The man chuckled.

"It doesn't matter anymore."

He picked up a photograph of Malak.

"This girl..."

"...is Jasser's greatest weakness."

He slowly burned the picture with a lighter.

"But I'm not interested in killing her."

"I want him to watch everything he loves disappear."

...

At the villa...

Malak was studying in the garden.

Her final exams were only weeks away.

Jasser walked toward her carrying two cups of coffee.

He sat beside her.

Jasser: "How's the studying?"

She sighed dramatically.

"History is trying to kill me."

He laughed.

"Good thing your history teacher is here."

She playfully rolled her eyes.

"You were the strictest teacher in school."

"I remember someone who never paid attention in class."

She laughed.

"And I remember someone who kept calling me 'the blonde girl.'"

They both laughed.

For a moment...

Everything felt normal again.

...

Suddenly...

One of the guards ran toward them.

His face was filled with panic.

Guard: "Sir!"

Jasser immediately stood up.

"What happened?"

"We caught someone trying to enter the villa."

Jasser frowned.

"Bring him."

Two guards dragged a young man inside.

His hands were tied.

His face was bruised.

He looked terrified.

Jasser: "Who sent you?"

The young man remained silent.

One of the guards shouted,

"Answer!"

The young man finally spoke.

"I... I don't know his name."

"He only paid me to leave this envelope."

He handed the envelope to Jasser.

Jasser slowly opened it.

Inside...

There was a single key.

And a handwritten note.

"The truth about your father is hidden where this key belongs."

Jasser's hands froze.

His father...

Had died ten years ago.

Or at least...

That's what everyone believed.

Malak looked at him in shock.

"Jasser..."

He stared at the old key for several seconds.

Then whispered...

"If this message is true..."

"...everything I've believed for the last ten years was a lie."