Chapter 67

He was still wondering here and there when he heard a familiar voice,

“ Maya Maya, Yes Mr. Goenka.. Drinking alcohol, no Mr. Goenka, Telling a lie... No, Mr. Goenka.. Open your mouth.. Hahaha.. ”

Listening to these words his heart skipped a beat as he enhanced his speed and turned to a street from where the sound was coming.

Maya was walking along the street with shaken steps while reciting the poem that was actually edited by her. He took a sigh of relief but then he twitched his eyebrows as he looked at her with cold eyes,

“ Eh.. Mr. Goenka, you are here? See.. I have completed my work. The old man agreed to sell his land, see how intelligent I am, ” she yelled in excitement as rushed up to him.

“ You.. You are wandering here like a queen and there I was worrying that.. ” he paused as he saw her showing weird expression,

“ Are you drunk? ” he asked,

“ Drunk? No way, Mr. Goenka.. What were you