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- Perfect plan.. Perfect place to hide.. You remember that you need the money
as much I do, right..? Do I have to remind you of your father..?
Not finding a word to say, she frowned, looking at the little girl, and her mind
drifted to the past couple of months.. She remembered her father's debts..
Remembered that the deadline was within one month and they couldn’t find
any other way to bring money.. If the debts weren't paid in time the bank would
take over their house, just like his lawyer office was sold to pay some of the
debts.. That was when her fiancé “Mourad" told her his genius plan of
kidnapping the daughter of the rich fellas she worked for, and ask for a large
ransom to give her back in one piece.. A ransom that would be enough to
release her father from his debts, and still have enough money for them to start
their lives in another country.. She watched little "Leila" who finished her ice
cream, and started looking at them both curiously.. The child didn't know what
she'd got her involved in.. "Dalia" put herself in the young girl's shoes, and tried
to imagine what would she be thinking now.. Let's assume that....
- "Dalia".. It's not exactly the best time to reevaluate your life.. Come on..
She came to her senses on his touch, while asking the waiter for the check.. She
looked around to find that absolutely no one was watching.. Everyone was
completely involved in his or her own drama, that no one noticed a young
diabetic girl who was about to be kidnapped..
The check came, so he left enough money for the bill and suitable tips, before
he stood up.. She took out her sunglasses and put them on while standing..
- I'll take you both to watch something cool kid.. Deal..?
"Mourad" gave the child his hand smiling, to help her stand up.. She whispered
to "Dalia" who was now wearing her jacket:
- Where will we go Mrs" Dalia"..? Mum will be worried if we're late..