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"Are you for real, ma?" I asked, and she nodded.

"You can use the money I'm offering to take care for your child and yourself." She declares, attempting to encourage me. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, being curious.

She scuffed. "I have my reasons." Mrs. Drizella uttered.

I shake my head sideways because Ace aunt is something else. "How did you get my phone number?" I question.

"I have connections." She responded flatly. "So, what are your thoughts on my offer? I believe you have never earned a million dollars, so five hundred million dollars would certainly feed you and your future generations."

Mrs. Drizella sounded like someone who was doing me a huge favor.

"Mrs. Drizella! I know that my question might be offensive, but do you by any chance involve yourself with liquor?" I inquired because I believe she is intoxicated.

"What?" Mrs. Drizella enquired.