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Chapter 4

Olivia had waited an entire day for the sheikh to return but he had returned well after she had fallen asleep. She figured that she would speak with him in the morning but then she heard that he was entertaining a guest. So she had no choice but to postpone her departure and wait until the sheikh was free.

In her loose-fitting, grey knee-length shorts and a white T-shirt, Olivia went for a walk in the garden. The sky was clear and the sun was nice and warm. It was a beautiful day. Olivia slid her hands in her pockets. She walked slowly, looking at the grass. She was so lost in her thoughts that she almost jumped out of her skin when Sheikh Solomon called out her name.

“Huh?” Olivia looked up. She saw Sheikh Solomon standing in the garden with an unfamiliar man. The man was wearing a crisp white shirt and a pair of grey trousers. He was tall. Taller than Sheikh Solomon, by at least five inches. His body was muscular. He had strong features. His almond-colored skin looked silky. He had jet-black hair cut short at the back and sides and just a hint of a beard. He had intense, dark green eyes. He was the most handsome man Olivia had ever laid eyes on. She wondered who he was.

“You are so deep in your thoughts,” Sheikh Solomon said to her. “What is on your mind?”

“A lot of things,” Olivia replied as she approached them.

“This is my daughter, Olivia,” Sheikh Solomon said to the man he was standing with. “This is Sheikh Boutros,” he said to her. The man raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Daughter,” he repeated. His voice was so deep and smooth like silk. He looked at Olivia so intently.

“It’s a long story,” she said. It was clear that Sheikh Boutros was shocked upon hearing the news. Olivia did not want to go into detail about it, especially since she did not look at Sheikh Solomon as her father.

Just then, Daaliyah and her daughters walked outside. They were dressed elegantly in their expensive dresses and jewelry. They looked at Olivia with frowns on their faces. Daaliyah looked displeased to see her.

“Would you like to join us for tea?” Sheikh Solomon asked Olivia.

She shook her head.

“I won’t impose. I will just return to my room.” She smiled and left quickly.

***

Later that day, Sheikh Solomon asked his wife, Rania, Marina, Jacob, Olivia and even Daya to come meet with him in the living room. They all sat in the living room quietly for a moment. They were waiting for the sheikh to speak. The maid had served them with tea and cakes but no one was eating.

“Rania and Marina,” said the sheikh.

“Yes, Father,” they both replied.

“I understand you have already met Olivia. It would have been better if I had been the one to introduce you to her but it has already happened.”

“Is she really your daughter?” Rania asked her father. Sheikh Solomon nodded.

“You are just going to accept her without a DNA test?” said Marina.

“What’s the point? She looks like father,” said Jacob.

“No, she does not,” Rania protested.

“I am not going to accept her as my sister,” said Marina.

“How old are you?” Rania asked Olivia.

“Twenty-three,” Olivia replied. She did not like how Rania and Marina spoke about her and to her. However, she understood that they were angry.

“What?” Rania and Marina said at the same time.

“She is the same age as Jacob,” Marina pointed out.

“You had two women pregnant at the same time?” Rania shouted at her father.

“Watch your tone,” he warned. Daaliyah was not outraged about Olivia being the same age as Jacob. It made Olivia wonder why. A maid walked in with a landline telephone in her hand.

“Excuse me, sheikh,” she said softly.

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