Chapter 120 Between Duty And Desires

• The heavy double doors of the Kareem mansion’s main hall creaked shut behind the last family member to enter. The atmosphere was suffocating—silence wrapped the room like plastic. Chief Kareem stood at the head of the room, hands clasped behind his back, expression stone-hard.
• lips tight with unspoken judgment. Zara sat opposite, shoulders squared but stomach churning. Regan stood by the side, tense, unreadable.
• “You will not disgrace this family,” Chief Kareem began, his voice as calm as it was cold. “Not with rumors. Not with scandals. And certainly not with foolish distractions like modeling.”