By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
‘What’s wrong with your sister? She tells you everything,’ Louisa glanced at Andrew and asked.
Andrew ate a mouthful of his jollof rice, and said, ‘Maybe she’s tired,’ he shrugged.
‘I hope so,’ Louisa muttered doubtfully, lifting her cup of water to her lips and sipped.
Meanwhile, at the Njemanze villa, Michael stood on the balcony, looking at the security lights that shone in the compound as a happy feeling rose in his heart. It was a feeling of having the courage to pursue Chioma until she becomes his woman.
At this moment, a beep came from his Whatsapp. He reached for the phone that was on the couch. Seeing it was from Jessica, Michael frowned.
‘Michael, please… give me a chance. I can’t do without you.’
With a grim expression, Michael replied to her with a voice note, ‘You’re still pursing men at this time of the night. What’s your problem?’
‘My problem is you.’
‘How can you be shameless?’
Jessica rolled her eyes. ‘What is wrong with being shameless? I love you. Is that hard for you to understand?’
‘Go to bed. I’m not in the mood to have you in my thought.’
‘How about coming out and having a drink with me… I will send you the location. Let’s get drunk and have our drivers bring us home… what do you…’
‘Go to bed.’
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