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Mrs Jagan stretch out the phone for her husband to collect. "It's Mrs Wallow." She tell as he collect the ringing phone from her.

"Hi. " Mr Jagan say immediately he picked up.

" What are you up to. " Mrs Wallow, asked with a harsh voice.

" What do you mean. " Mr Jagan ask back. "I can't rush her yet. " He say.

" Not that fool, " Mrs Wallow whisper yell. " Why do you send you daughter in! why are you making her go against our deal! " She half yell.

" What do you mean? " Mr Jagan asked confused of what Mrs Wallow was saying.

He glance at his wife, whom was beginning to get nervous.

He pressed the speaker icon, for her to hear their conversation.

"You don't know what I mean?. You really feigning ignorance for me, right now. " She say her voice began rising.

" Just go straight to the point than beating around." Mr Jagan said, his voice not different from hers.

" Your daughter, Kyla or whatever came to my mansion to put a deal with my son, " She explained and Kyla parents gasp, surprised and shocked!

" Really..?" Mrs Jagan mutters.

"You really don't know." Mrs Wallow scoff. "You should be keeping a close watch on your kids." she add in.

" Okay. This is new, can you---"

" She came to pay the debts by telling my son, my boss! That she's gonna serve him! " Mrs Wallow rush her words, interrupting Mr Jagan.

"What! " Kyla parents exclaimed full of surprise.

" Oh, luckily, my son sent me the fake debts we planned for you to sell your daughter to me. " Mrs Wallow chimed in

Mrs Jagan was full of surprise, leaving her mouth open and her jaw drop.

"Okay, this wasn't the plan at first." she heard her husband say.

Yes, it's wasn't the plan. The plan was to lie to their kids that they owe her a huge ransom, and ask for Kyla to help in Mrs Wallow business for the payback of the loan. Whereas, Mrs Wallow gets to pay them for every daily service of Kyla.

This was to help in her husband second trial politics. But now that the table seems to be turning

against them.

"What's to do?" Mrs Wallow ask and Mr Jagan gave a loud sighing as he glance at his wife.

"We need this money for my politics campaign and all. I think, I will have to sell my daughter to your son. " Mr Jagan tell.

What! Mrs Jagan yell within.

She won't! She can't let her son work with Mrs Wallow son, the cold hearted one.

Who knows what he will turn their daughter into

She shook her head negatively for her husband to take back his words but he ignores.

She grit her teeth, she knows how greedy her husband can be.

"Send me the money. Or I tell your boss it's was all lies. I will be expecting. " He say hanging up.

" What.. what would you do. " Mrs Jagan stutter, asking

" I think, I will have to do this, till I win the election." He say and she arch an eyebrow confused.

" We will have to sell Kyla to Mrs Wallow boss, for the collection of the money. " He say and she looks shock.

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" Oh, you think that really a good idea." Charlotte say and Kyla shrugged pouting

"What do you expect, I should say no?". "You as well knows that cute cold guy can't do nothing to me than to make me his assistant or house worker. " She added and Charlotte nod in agreement.

" Yes, I think he will do nothing less than that." She agrees.

"You parents would have heard from Mrs Wallow already. " Charlotte say." And they will be like, shock, surprise and happy. "

" You didn't ask questioning" Kyla say.

She knows her family would be awaiting her returns and multiple questions must have awaited her.

"Yeah" Charlotte sigh sadly. "Just--" she was interrupted as the bus halt.

It's was time for Kyla to hop out.

"Thanks all the same. I will try cooking up a lie . " She tell and Charlotte nod as she watch had alight from the car.

" Bye. Do get home safe and happy" Kyla bade after alighting from the bus.

The bus start it's engine, as it's began driving.