Rooney ignored both the men and reached Aria, "Big Mom, will you attend the exhibition next week?"

Aria smiled hearing the exhibition, "Absolutely, how can I miss the exhibition of your participation?"

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Flashing her sweet smile, he went next to Alan. Alan was quick to close the tab noticing Rooney going towards him. To everyone, he was angry at his daughter but he missed her as much as his wife.

Sitting on the arm of the chair, Rooney whispered to his Big Dad, "I have done my part. Big Dad, don't forget your words." His voice trailed off when he met his cold gaze.

"What's cooking between you two?" Aria asked, squinting her eyes.

A bored yawn escaped Arsh's lips. It's obvious that his father was planning to take his mother out and his smart mom always turn dumb, sometimes knowingly and sometimes, unknowingly.

Rooney didn't think twice before revealing, "Big Mom, do you remember I was telling you about how we can get customized carving tools?" The steel, shape, and wood used could be designed as per the sculptors' requirements.

Aria hummed remembering Rooney had tried to contact them; they often turned down the new sculptures thinking they wanted to resell them, "They are from country U, right?"

Rooney nodded readily, "Big Dad helping me to get their tools."

Aria nodded and faintly smiled at Alan who was extra cold after seeing Arna runaway from the Morgan mansion.

If they really want to meet Arna, it was a piece of cake for them but Arna had thrown huge tantrums once and didn't visit anybody for more than a year so they had no choice but to wait for her to make her mind.

After a few minutes, Alan kicked the two young men out of the room, seeing them chatting with Aria.

She at least lets out her emotions and cries but her husband buries them. Aware of how terribly he wants to drag Arna back home which won't do any good to their relationship, Aria pampered her sexy old man before both dozed off.

And it was usually the time when Arsh started his so-called games and sleeps at dawn becoming the lazy heir of the Morgan mansion.

Amelia and Rowan, Rian, and Roxy knew how responsible Arsh is, seeing him purposefully laze in the daytime, they could say it was just upfront but he does something which they don't know. They relaxed by seeing Aria and Alan never bothered about his life.

So Arna was only the troubling one in them.

Like every time, all hoped she would meet but soon she flew off to a different country. She didn't forget to encourage Naira to confess to Arsh before leaving.

Building her courage for a few days, Naira finally made up her mind to ask Arsh out. But the man shrugged off her idea and called her to the Morgan mansion if she had anything to talk about.

It was near dusk, Arsh usually worked out in the gym alone. So Naira chose that time and reached the Morgan mansion. She was perplexed to see a white Audi R8 Coupe parked in the visitor parking space.

'What is my sister doing here?' She thought of her younger sister Noor.

Entering the mansion, she greeted the ones who were in the living hall before going upstairs to the gym. Standing a step away from the door, she looked at herself once.

She was in a black and grey ombre shaded full sleeves short dress which had a deep V neckline. Her hair was styled into waves and paired with black high heel pumps.

She couldn't understand how some celebrities and Arna's body easily achieves the required shape. They could easily look cute in simple dresses and sexy in little revealing clothes. Her confidence shook when she felt her deep V neck didn't really suit her body but took a deep breath and composed herself.

Stepping at the door, she saw Arsh running on the treadmill while her sister was leaning on the glass wall facing the side look of Arsh.

Noor Wood, manager at the Wood international for two years. She wasn't intelligent but a smart and hard worker. Unlike Naira, she had to pay double attention and work a little harder to match her scores.

Being her father's favorite daughter, she followed him to the work and tried to be the man to help him.

Coming to the looks, It wouldn't be a lie to say Naira sometimes gets jealous of her little sister Noor due to her slender physique despite never following any diet plan.

Noor was as tall as Naira and had a lissom figure. Instead of having her parent's features, Noor got the delicate features like her aunt Zara. Her style was a little more modest and feminine that well suited to her less-talk and shy personality.

Her white handbag was on the bench press while she stood with her hands crossed holding each other in the front. She was wearing a V-neck white blouse with a baby pink formal circular skirt with the same colored blazer.

She had matched everything with white and silver pointed pumps and long pearl earrings. The thin long golden chain around her neck dazzled in the light.

Never a fan of makeup, she had a nude pink lipstick other than the light brush of loose powder to avoid oiliness after a long day.

Naira really couldn't guess what her little sister feels for Arsh and she never asked before either busy with her own life. Most of the time, she saw Noor fearing him yet followed him like a little follower.

Arsh used to teach her with lots of patience when they were in school so Naira never bothered about them.

For Naira, her little sister is a weak one without independent thoughts. She followed their mother every day when they were little in the home, once school started she hardly had friends and followed Arsh almost every day holding her books.

Then she didn't go to any top college but nearby to complete her hotel management so that she doesn't have to leave the city. Then she followed Noah every day to learn about hotel management practically.

Naira was amazed seeing her fluently speak to Arsh and the latter was still so patient and attentive to her.