SAAFIA’S POV:-

After meeting Dariel, I was in a state of daze, my mind failed to grasp how comfortable he was in the prison while I was sobbing all this time for him.

“Seriously? He is used to it?” I frowned while telling Helder and Sarah how monotonous he was behaving like it meant nothing to him.

“Yeah, not the first time he was arrested. He had made people he resent pay for it badly. I am also one of them.” Helder shrugged his shoulders, chuckling at my puff.

“What did he do to you?”

“He ripped our business from us until we were forced to leave the country.” He...