"Why are you interested in finding out about the accident, Esma?" Yara opened her mouth in interruption. That woman stood with her folded hand in her chest and cynical look at Esma.
Esma shared a quick glance at her and said short sentence. "Sorry, Yara, but I am talking to Uncle Emir."
"Yara is right. It sounds strange that you care about me." Emir who straightened up next to Yara with his hands in his pants pockets commented on Esma's words.
"I am afraid you might be hiding something from the Ozkan family about that night's tragedy, Uncle." Esma got straight to the point.
Emir chuckled, mocking Esma's statement. That man then stepped forward get closer to Esma.
"Who are you to judge me? You are not a part of the Ozkan family." He emphasized in a cold tone of voice.
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