Lola was overwhelmed by how much this mysterious stranger had been assisting her. She couldn't remember the last time someone treated her this special aside from Jamal and his family. Instead, she was always the one tasked with the responsibility of taking care of others.
"Jamal, I need to know who this Mr X is. I need to know what he wants from me. I can't keep collecting gifts from him without a clue of his intention towards me. I mean, who goes through all this length of trouble for a married pregnant woman? I'm no longer comfortable with his help. He's making it difficult for me to pay back."
"I know, right...." Jamal sighed. "But I've met with this man in person and I think he's not that kind of a man to hurt a...."
"Wait a second" Lola sharply turned her head to face Jamal fully. "You've met this person?"
"Y...yes, I have met with him only once. However, I didn't get to see his face because he was very discrete about his identity."
