Evening in the meeting room:
Sir, the initial planning for the project has been completed.
If we get approval, we can move to the site survey and design phase.”
The CEO flipped through the files with a sharp gaze.
”The budget and timeline must be clear,” Sahriar Sikander said coldly.
“I do not tolerate delays.”
Zimal stood straight and replied professionally,
”Yes, sir.
The construction and development teams are already coordinating.
The material estimation is almost complete as well.”
Sahriar nodded slightly.
“Good.
I want a modern design, but quality must never be compromised.”
”Understood, sir,” Zimal replied.
Afifa added confidently,
”We are focusing on a luxury appearance with a sustainable structure.”
Sahriar leaned back in his chair, eyes still on the report.
”I want the final presentation on my desk before the client meeting.”
Zawar nodded quickly.
“Okay, sir.”
The atmosphere in the conference room remained strict and focused.
Everyone was serious as the building model glowed on the screen, showing the future project in detail.
Sahriar closed the file and looked at Ibrahim and Zimal.
”Zimal, Ibrahim… I want both of you to inspect the building personally,” he ordered in a firm tone.
”Check every floor carefully and report any issue immediately.”
”Yes, sir,” Ibrahim responded instantly.
Zimal held her file close and nodded softly.
”Yes, sir.”
”One more thing,” Sahriar added, his voice colder,
”The client visit is near.
I do not want any mistakes.”
”Understood, sir.”
—
After the meeting, Zimal and Ibrahim headed toward the construction site.
The unfinished building stood tall in front of them, surrounded by silence and dust.
Their footsteps echoed as they entered the structure.
Zimal looked around carefully.
”The structure looks better than I expected,” she said quietly.
Ibrahim pointed toward the upper floors.
”The interior work starts next week.
The CEO wants everything perfect before the client arrives.”
Zimal glanced at the glass panels and modern design.
”The view from here is beautiful.
It really gives a luxury feel.”
”Exactly,” Ibrahim replied.
“That’s the concept of this entire project.”
They moved deeper inside while discussing design details and finishing work.
After some time, Zimal spoke softly,
”Ibrahim sir, I’ll check inside.
You look at the outer construction.”
”Alright,” Ibrahim agreed and went outside.
—
Zimal entered a storage room inside the building.
It was a small, crowded space filled with raw materials, rods, and construction tools.
She looked around and instructed a worker,
”Please shift these materials outside and clear the room.”
The worker nodded and picked up a long metal rod.
But in his hurry, the rod struck the weak ceiling.
A sharp crack echoed.
Before anyone could react, thin lines spread across the roof like spiderwebs.
”Careful!” Zimal said immediately.
But it was too late.
The structure had already weakened.
A loud rumble shook the room.
Part of the wall collapsed violently, sending dust and debris everywhere.
The storage door slammed shut from the impact.
”Zimal!” Ibrahim shouted from outside in panic.
Inside, chaos erupted.
A heavy concrete slab fell from above.
Thud!
It hit Zimal on the head.
Her file slipped from her hands.
Her vision blurred instantly.
The room spun around her.
Her legs weakened.
And within seconds—
Zimal collapsed onto the floor, unconscious.
Dust filled the air while the broken structure groaned around her.
—
A worker ran back moments later and froze in horror.
”Ma’am!
Ma’am!” he shouted, but there was no response.
Terrified, he rushed outside.
”Sir!
The wall collapsed… Miss Zimal is unconscious!”
Ibrahim’s face turned pale.
Without hesitation, he ran back toward the site.
”Everyone, get out NOW!” he shouted at the workers.
Panic spread everywhere as people rushed out of the building.
Ibrahim pushed through the debris, trying to reach Zimal.
”Zimal!” he called again and again, but the dust blocked his view.
At the same time, a worker rushed to the CEO’s office.
”Sir!
The building site collapsed… Miss Zimal is injured!”
For a moment—
Silence.
Then Sahriar Sikander stood up suddenly.
His chair moved back sharply.
His expression darkened instantly.
Without saying a single word, he grabbed his coat and left.
—
Within minutes, he arrived at the site.
The entire area was chaos—workers shouting, dust rising, sirens in the distance.
But Sahriar didn’t look at anything else.
His eyes searched only one thing.
One person.
”Zimal…” he muttered under his breath.
And for the first time…
His usual cold confidence cracked slightly.
Something inside him had already changed.