บท 93: help the weak 2

Ke Quaniyah returned her sharp green gaze to her son who laid with his eyes still closed.

"That girl she has a strange aura around her, we have encouraged her for so many years, how will we be rid of her?"

"Mother, am I a fool?"

The boy croaked in question, feeling extremely parched, as if reading his mind and taking note, and fed him a glass with a straw where he could safely take a sip of water containing enough electrolytes that he could quench his thirst. Sitting up after at a slow pace, until his body was L-shaped. Ricardo thought to himself that even though he hated this woman, she is in the end his mother, and had treated him quite well, without her he knew that he would have died a long time ago due to the infighting between the main wife and other concubines.