By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
‘Star Restaurant is always open for you.’
‘I appreciate.’
‘You can begin work tomorrow.’
Chioma replied with a dancing emoji. If she couldn’t find a lucrative job, she could make-do with Star Restaurant. She would have to begin tomorrow.
Still
bothered with the issue of Jessica, Chioma decided to Google about her. And just
as she had thought, Jessica turned out to be the daughter of Imo State
governor, Emmanuel Nnaji. She was shocked when she read about her profile. It was
said that Jessica was Michael’s fiancée. She
had studied Mass Communication in one of the reputable universities in the
United States of America, the University of California. Jessica had also
furthered her education in the United Kingdom, at the University of Leeds.
Chioma didn’t know whether to cry or laugh at her discovery. Knowing that her chances of being with Michael were slim, tears stole into her eyes.
Then her eyes caught the smiling photo of Michael standing next to Jessica. In the photo Michael was wearing an Italian handmade collared shirt. It was said that the designers of the dress were specialised for making clothes for royal families. The dress was adorned with blue diamonds. Chioma wondered how much the dress could have cost. Perhaps it was ten or fifteen million dollars worth of dress. She couldn’t help but think that it could have cost that much. Nothing was said about where the blue buttons on Michael’s dress was produced. Chioma felt that the blue diamond buttons could have been produced from either South Africa or Namibia. She had read about South Africa’s blue diamonds.
Chioma couldn’t help but stare at Michael’s beautiful face. She seemed wrapped with his beautiful eyelashes. Wasn’t it unfair for a man to have such beautiful eyelashes, well chiseled face? Michael was so handsome that no matter how crossed you’re with him, it was impossible to hate him. His charming smile was enough to make an angry person become happy again.
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