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CHAPTER 204
"Thank you, father. After all, I am the son of my father, so I should represent well," Zale boastfully said.
His father smirked at him. His mouth was running sharp now and even though he had a great plan, he still had no arm and thus an indication that his enemy had won in the previous fight. "So what now is the plan and what have you been up to?"
"Ah, so much, father. Just so much," Zale replied in Joy.
"So much like what?" Zain was still not smiling till he could see or hear what his son had been up to. Only then would he determine whether it was profitable or going to end well and he could smile.
"Father is not believing of me. Perhaps he did not buy my idea of a façade but…"
"I did," Zain cut in sharply. "Now I just want to see what your one month of lying down there in the bed had done for you."