Maya sat still on the bed with a lot on her mind. Her head still felt light but her mind was too preoccupied to even add that on the list.
"How would mums hospital bills be paid now that we are bankrupt? How would dad handle the situation at hand now?", she whispered to herself like a mad woman
"Easy Maya. Please. At least get better first before thinking about all that", Clara urged.
"Can you get me my phone?", Maya asked.
"Sure...", Clara answered as she got it for her.
Maya collected the phone from Clara and dialed a number before placing the phone nn her left ear. Curious of who she had called, Clara asked.
"Who are you calling?".
"My dad", Maya answered with the phone still on her ear without looking up.
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"I told you there would be swam of reporters and journalists at your place Sir", Phil said as they watched the gate men control the reporters trying to get into the William's residence.