“Please calm down grandpa, it’s not good for your health. Relax nobody is going to take away our house, trust me,” she requested him to relax and rubbed his chest as he began coughing uncontrollably in the hallway.
Ibha got tensed and rushed to get his pills. Returning with a glass of water she made him take the pills and forced him to sit out in the porch for some fresh air. “Relax, I’ll talk to him. I’ll try and make him understand how much the villa means to you,” Ibha assured him and turned to leave. Mr. Walker wanted to stop her for he knew his grandson was as rigid as him, but it was too late, she had already entered the study.
Closing the door behind her she walked into the study that had turned dim with the setting of the sun. All that seeped in were the reflection of the orange
