Since their conversation about Dalilah three days ago, both Dashtan and Rakia had been busy with their respective jobs. Not that Dashtan had simply ignored Dalilah’s request for help, he was still thinking of the best way to help the woman without having to make Rakia like a lion being awakened from her deep sleep. However, just as he was immersed in the financial documents of Dalilah’s company that he was examining that afternoon in the midst of his busy office, the woman once again came to see him.

“Sir, we have a visitor for you, Mrs. Dalilah.” The secretary informed him through the door that the woman opened after...