Amir's POV Amir stood in the penthouse suite of the Al-Fayad hotel, loosening his tie while Quayum poured champagne into crystal flutes. The city sprawled below them, a carpet of lights that made everything seem possible."To successful negotiations," Quayum said, raising his glass. "The investors are on board. Three months and the Lin Group acquisition will be finalized.""Three months," Amir echoed, drinking deeply. The champagne was expensive and crisp. It tasted like sweet victory. "Once Crystal has the baby, once I have the heir, everything falls into place.""What about Ahmad? He's been quiet lately. Too quiet." Quayum refilled both glasses, his expression concerned. "I still think he knows something.""Ahmad is irrelevant. He has no proof of anything, and even if he did, who would believe him? I'm the one with the pregnant wife, a heir on the way and most importantly, Father's approval." Amir walked to the window, his reflection ghostly in the glass. "Ahmad will fade back to L
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