"Miss, have some water." Mrs. Borah fed Carla some. "Do you want to take some painkillers?"
"No." Carla shook her head weakly. "Mrs. Borah, help me open that box. I want to hand over some stuff to you."
"Sure!" Mrs. Borah quickly brought out Carla's luggage back and opened it. Inside, there was a small box which she took out and handed over to Carla. "Is this it?"
"Mmm-hmm." Carla nodded. Unlocking the box with a password, she took out a bank card and handed it to Mrs. Borah.
And then, she instructed in a solemn tone, "This is what Dad had left me. Inside, there are still a hundred and ten million. If anything happens to me, you can use the money to protect yourself and the children."
"Miss, what are you talking about?" Mrs. Borah was worked up as tears welled in her eyes. "Nothing will happen to you. You will be fine…"
"Listen to me…" Carla grabbed onto Mrs. Borah's hands and uttered weakly, "I'm saying, just in case. Just in case I'm not around, you have to stay with the Giblos and help me watch over the children."
She continued, "Keep this money for your own security. If anything happens to you or the children, you can draw upon it to take care of yourselves. Mr. Giblo is right. Marrying into a prominent family is like stepping into the unknown. It doesn't help that the Giblo family is a complicated one."
She added, "Despite how protective Zayn is over the children, there might be times where he might not be there for them. Hence, with this by your side, their future will be more secured…"
"Miss, you will be fine." Mrs. Borah trembled as she cried, "You're still so young, and your life has just begun…"
"You're right, I'm likely to be alright." Carla squeezed out an awkward smile. "If I'm fine, I will soon be Mrs. Giblo. I will have so much money that this will be of no use for me. Hence, it's better to leave the card with you, just in case."
"I understand. I'll keep it in a safe place." Mrs. Borah received the card and carefully kept it.
"Also, there's this…" Carla handed a letter to Mrs. Borah. "This is the will dad left me. Please hold on to it for safekeeping. Inside, there is a contact number. In the event you encounter any trouble, you can call that number for help. I heard the person is someone powerful and will be able to solve any problem you encounter…"
"Is this person your mom's relative?" Mrs. Borah asked.
Carla was stunned as she really didn't know who it was. But now that Mrs. Borah had mentioned it, something clicked in her mind. For this person to help me unconditionally at a moment's notice, who else can it be but a relative?
However, if it were mom's relative, why did dad instruct not to call except for desperate circumstances? Because once I make the call, my life will be drastically changed forever.
"Miss, don't spend too much time thinking about this. After the wedding tomorrow, we should inform Mr. Zayn and let him take you to see the doctor. Perhaps, Dr. Feroma is already awake. Even if he isn't, there will still be other specialists…"
Mrs. Borah felt extremely anxious as she gripped Carla's hand tightly.
"You're right. Tomorrow, we will tell Zayn and see the doctor the day after." Carla didn't want her to worry. "You should keep the items in a safe place. Also, there's this…"
She took out a black key. "The items that dad left behind are still at the cemetery. When you're free, please help me retrieve them. They should mostly be items related to my mom."
"Alright, I'll keep this safe then."
After receiving the items, she put them back into the box. After that, she carefully locked it and kept it in her wardrobe.
"Miss, you can put your mind at ease now as I've kept them in a safe place, " Mrs. Borah reassured. "Let me get you a hot towel to wipe your face."
Just when Mrs. Borah prepared to head to the bathroom, there was a knock on the door. Mrs. Bolistin called out, "Mrs. Borah, is Miss Wigston in your room? Mr. Giblo is going home, hence Mr. Zayn wants her to see him off."
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