By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
She was in a hurry that she failed to notice her Identification Card on the ground.
This sight made Michael grin. It was as though he had found the lost golden spoon. He bent down and picked up the Identification Card.
He looked at her picture on the ID card and felt his heart overflowing with love. He loved the way her beautiful eyes shone as though they contained a bucket full of sunshine. Her long dark hair was let loose, and her dimples made her look absolutely adorable. She gave others the feeling of being caressed by a gentle wind.
Taking out his phone, he rang his assistant Robert.
‘Robert, I want you to check something for me.’
‘What, boss?’ Robert asked from the other end of the phone.
Michael dragged out the word, ‘Chioma Chima.’ Then, he told Robert everything that had happened.
Robert gasped when he finished. ‘Maybe, I could come and drive you instead?’
Michael didn’t reply and hung up. Turning around, he walked over to his car, and scooted away.
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