Unexpected Trillionaire.

Impossible dream.

"Well go on, pick the call."

"It might be someone important, you can never tell."

Alex Waynee said as if he was sure of the person who was calling Sandra Douglas.

Staring askance at Alex Waynee, Sandra Douglas asked, "Are you sure I should answer it?"

Her voice was laced with trepidation and concern.

"Yes answer it, but before you do that, let's step inside the house first."

Alex Waynee said as he opened the door for Sandra Douglas to enter inside.

"Hello…who is on the line?"

Sandra Douglas asked, her face etched with bewilderment as silence enveloped the whole room.

The silence hung heavy, pregnant with anticipation, as if the very air held its breath in suspense.

Sandra's voice trailed off into the receiver, echoing into the void of the unknown caller's identity.

The pause seemed to stretch on, each passing second intensifying the mystery and the faintest tinge of unease.

Suddenly, a crackle broke the stillness, a static-filled voice stuttered through the line, barely audible at f