The hospital hallway was quiet and yet comfortable but Aunt Clara seemed frustrated, she shrugged dismissively before ruffling her hair. The thought of Claudia soon popped in her mind as she briskly brought out her phone to dial her number.
She seemed to have picked up the phone on the first ring as her voice filled the phone. "What's it that you want?" Claudia asked casually.
"What else but money!" Aunt Clara said with a sigh before allowing her hands to run through her hair. "You know what Claudia? This is all your fault, you talked me into being in charge of that sorry little brats! Now I'm the one who's suffering." Aunt Clara told her a bit of frustration masking her whole expression.
"Tell me, what's wrong? What happened to them?" Claudia cleared her throat after asking.
"It's the second daughter of Jessica, Raya. She needs oppression and if it can't be done soon, the little girl will die!" Aunt Clara told her helplessly.