A Roof Without Love
At a loss for words
Hearing Karan Britannia's words Instantly rounding his eyeballs, he clearly felt quite distrustful of the man's words.
"You... What do you say?"
The young Grandma Hurairah asked with her lips quivering, she tried to hold on to the table in front of her.
Violet seemed to frown, quite not understanding which way the two people's conversation flow.
But the girl was quite grateful as she knew karan was fine at this moment and had come to her senses from her coma even the man appeared to be her impromptu savior.
He, really felt grateful.
On the other hand Rasty did not dare to budge, he had already known from the beginning if Karan met the young grandmother of Hurairah that question sooner or later Karan would ask as well.
During the examination of the family's financial statements later this year, several illicit transactions were found that were not yet known who the users were.
Hearing the question of young Hurairah's grandmother who was like a corrupt official who was caught cheating to display a pale facial expression in shock immediately made Karan appear to raise the tip of his lips.
"Supposedly grandmother did not use the Hurairah family black card to make one unexpected transaction, the financial statements of grandmother's expenses in this year look so random and chaotic"
Karan spoke as he advanced his body, approaching the old woman while talking half in a whisper.
"I have a high tolerance, but imagine if Ghanem began to remember and know about it, could the favorite granddaughter of grandmother would come to understand him?"
Karan said again with a slightly bent body position, the man spoke while whispering right in the left ear of young grandmother Hurairah.
Instantly the old woman swallowed her saliva.
"I'm afraid my sister will understand him, she might think that if my grandmother took part in the Costa Deliziosa yacht tragedy that made her amnesiac"
After saying so Karan instantly developed his hideous smile, the man took a few steps back towards his back.
The young Granny of Hurairah was clearly at a loss for her words.
"You're sober?"
Suddenly from the direction of the stairs a person's voice broke the situation.
Suddenly everyone looked towards the origin of the voice.
It was Ghanem, the man asked as he began to descend one by one the stairs, his eyeballs watching everyone there without exception.
Ghanem again.
The man began to walk towards them, approaching Karan and embracing the man before him for some time.
"I deliberately haven't told everyone yesterday, waiting for my body to get better enough to tell me"
Answer Karan quickly.
Hearing Karan's reply, Ghanem seemed to nod his head.
Hurairah's young grandmother clearly felt happy seeing Ghanem's presence, but worry was also implied from behind her face.
It was as if Karan's consciousness became his main threat.
Britain seemed to be trying to shift from its position, trying to close itself in the direction of Ghanem.
Rasty's expression instantly looked uneasy, the woman twisting her annoyed eyeballs.
Oh god's.
Rasty was eager to curse the woman.
If not for the young grandmother of Hurairah, I don't know what she made the shameless woman.
"Is there something I don't know? why are you so tense?"
Ghanem asked and turned to his grandmother.
"Is everything okay, Grandma?"
When Ghanem asked about it, the young grandmother of Hurairah obviously went awry.
"Do we have to tell Ghanem, Grandma?"
And Karan's words instantly made the old woman's face heat up and redden.
"What's wrong?"
Ghanem again asked with his millions of curiosity.