The phone rang in the middle of the night.

Wayne stared at the screen. Mike’s name was flashing. He had no idea that this one conversation would destroy his entire plan—and put him behind bars.

What do you want, Mike?

I’m going to Shayla. I’ve made up my mind. I’m going to propose to her.

No. You’re not going anywhere.

What are you talking about?

You heard me. You will not propose to Shayla.

Why are you so angry? I’m not asking you for permission.

Wayne’s calm face disappeared. He had been hiding something from Mike.

Shayla had once been attached to Eman, and Wayne wanted everyone to believe she would eventually return to him.

But Wayne had another plan.

He wanted Shayla to return to Anthony. If that happened, Wayne believed Anthony would eventually turn against Dineesha.

I’m telling you to stay away from Shayla.

And I’m telling you that I won’t.

Mike ended the call.

Wayne slowly lowered his phone. His eyes hardened.

Mike stood outside his apartment, already determined to see Shayla.

I’m giving you one last chance.

I already gave you my answer.

If you go to Shayla and propose to her, you’ll regret it.

Are you threatening me?

Take it however you want.

Mike refused to back down.

No, Wayne. I’m not afraid of you.

Wayne’s anger finally exploded.

If Mike doesn’t understand words, maybe he’ll understand something else.

Wayne sent several men after Mike.

Mike was driving toward Shayla’s neighborhood when another vehicle suddenly blocked his path.

Two men stepped out.

Get out of the car.

Mike tried to understand what was happening, but the situation quickly turned violent.

His phone fell to the ground as the attackers surrounded him.

Before leaving, one of the men delivered a chilling warning.

Next time, listen to Wayne.

Mike remained on the ground, breathing heavily.

Mike refused to stay silent.

He went directly to the police station and reported the attack.

Who attacked you?

Wayne.

Mike explained everything—the phone calls, the threats, and the attack.

He also showed the police messages from Wayne.

We’ll investigate this.

I just want this to stop.

Police began investigating the attack.

They reviewed messages, security footage, and witness statements.

Slowly, the pieces began coming together.

The investigation connected the attackers to Wayne.

Now the police had enough evidence to confront him.

Wayne sat comfortably inside his house, believing his plan had worked.

Then there was a loud knock at the door.

Wayne opened it—and found several police officers standing outside.

Wayne?

Yes?

You’re under arrest.

For what?

We have evidence connecting you to the attack on Mike.

Wayne’s face suddenly changed.

The officers placed handcuffs on him and took him away.

Mike finally received confirmation that Wayne had been arrested.

But then he called Shayla.

Mike? Where have you been?

I need to tell you something.

Mike told her about the attack and Wayne’s threats.

But why would Wayne care about us?

Mike didn’t have an answer.

Then Shayla revealed something that changed everything.

Before you came here tonight, someone else contacted me.

Who?

Anthony.

Mike froze when he heard Anthony’s name.

Anthony called you?

Yes. He said he needed to see me urgently.

Did you agree?

Shayla remained silent.

Shayla… did you?

Shayla took a deep breath.

Mike… there’s something you need to know.

Before she could explain, the call suddenly disconnected.

Mike immediately tried calling Shayla again.

There was no answer.

At the same time, Wayne sat handcuffed inside a police vehicle.

Instead of looking defeated, Wayne slowly smiled.

What’s funny?

You think you’ve stopped me.

Wayne’s smile revealed that he might still have another move.

Shayla stood alone in her room, staring at her phone.

Someone knocked on the door.

Shayla froze.

Another knock came.

Who is it?

There was no answer.

Slowly, Shayla walked toward the door.

She opened it slightly…

Her eyes widened.

The person standing outside wasn’t Mike.

And it wasn’t Wayne.

It was someone Shayla never expected to see again.