Hamza entered without knocking properly.
“Father, I heard you have been making decisions about the properties.”
Suleiman looked up from his chair.
“I have.”
“And you did not think to inform your children?”
“I informed the people who needed to be informed.”
Hamza’s face reddened.
“I am your eldest son. I have a right to know what is happening with the family estate.”
Idris, who had returned to finalize the business documents, closed his folder.
“Any rights you have under applicable inheritance law are separate from your father’s present ownership and decisions. Your father is alive, legally competent, and entitled to independent advice about his affairs.”
Hamza ignored the lawyer.
He turned toward Malik.
“So you have been keeping our father here while he secretly prepares to give you everything?”
Malik stood up.
“No one is giving me everything.”
“Don’t lie to me! I know about the property.”
