CHAPTER 134: TRAPPED

Mr Samir after coming out of the hospital sauntered towards his expensive Ferrari and collapsed on the back seat to allow his chauffeur to drive him away.

He was tired from all the events of the day.

He was in deep thoughts that he wasn't able to drive by himself. 

These days, Mr Samir liked to drive by himself but today, he was feeling out of place.

"Take me to Mesimilani bar!" He ordered his driver in a cold voice.

Mesimilani bar was an expensive and massive bar that only the rich were able to access. One was able to go in by showing his black card which was owned by billionaires alone.

"Yes sir!" The chauffeur agreed immediately without batting an eye. 

They took off immediately out of the city hospital towards the expensive bar.

The drive towards the bar was very quiet until Mr Samir phone's started vibrating.

He took it from his pocket and received it in a bullet pace, "Sir! We have good news!" The man on the other end reported blissful.

"What news is that? You know I am desperately waiting for any good news? Stop going around the bush just tell me what is happening there!" He yelled at the man.

"Sorry, sir. The news is, we have finally caught the papa.."

"Wow! Well done. Indeed it is good news! Where is he now?" Mr Samir beamed blissfully.

His moods had been already enlightened by that piece of information.

"We have him in the mansion's cell room!"  The man on the other end of the phone said.

His voice sounded relaxed and pleased because he at least managed to make his boss happy.

"Don't do anything stupid. Make sure you chain him tightly. I am on my way there right now! Hay turn the car to the mansion right away!" Mr Samir ordered with a smile on his handsome but evil face.

The driver did not wait to be reminded again instead, he changed the car and drove towards the mansion at a high speed.

Mr Samir looked at his wristwatch and sighed.

The day had been long and eventful with his wife not ready to forgive him and his daughter making his life more difficult.

What did he do to deserve all of this? Was it right if he cut off the vacation and take his family back to India?

He was lost in his thoughts until the car swerved to the roadside at a bullet pace bringing him back from his wonderland.

"What is wrong with you? Can't you drive?" Mr Samir yelled angrily.

What was wrong with his driver? Did he want to kill him? Or he was sent?

"Sir! I- I. I am...sorry. It is not my fault. I was trying to avoid the car which was coming to our side at a higher speed!" The chauffer cried out already sweating.

If there was someone who feared his boss, it was him with the story spreading like a world fire about what he was capable of doing.