"How is she Doctor?"
"She is fine! Need rest and energy."
...
Holding the girl in his hands, he makes his way towards a room while his servant stands rooted to ground seeing a girl in his brother/chief's hands.
"Bittu! Call our family doctor immediately!"
...
"What's your name?"
"A...Anjali!"
"Hmmm" turning the page of the magazine he is reading "Where are you from? Where should I leave you?"
"I... An orphan!" and her hands started to tremble recalling those unlucky days.
...
Hearing the cry of the baby, she ran out of he kitchen and made her way towards the room.
With each approching step, the cry got louder and louder.
Opening the door, she stepped in to see a new lady in her late twenties, with a cute baby on her lap with a baby bottle in her right hand.
...
"Where is Ayan?" he ask her as he settles on the sofa.
"He stayed with Anjali ji, Chief."
"And what you are doing then?" he asked loosening his tie.