By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
Robert had told her not to bother Michael today, for he had work lined up for him. But it seemed Jessica wasn’t going to listen to Robert. She felt that it was best to get him to accept her now that he would appear so tired.
Jessica gripped the fork she was holding. She lowered her head and ate her food with her mind occupied in deep thought. When she somehow made up her mind to go to Michael despite Robert warning her against it, she pulled out a tissue to wipe the corners of her mouth. Opening her Dior wallet, inside laid a thick wad of cash, she pulled the money out, placing it on the table, and she headed for the door.
At this same moment, in the private room at Golden Restaurant, Michael and Robert had drinks and meals delivered to them. After the waitress left, Robert’s phone began to ring. Seeing it was from Jessica, Robert didn’t dare pick the phone to avoid spoiling the mood. He wished Jessica would remain calm and not do anything foolish.
Robert poured wine for Michael and asked, ‘Are we really going to stay up to three weeks?’
‘Do you want to leave already? I could book you an earliest flight back to Lagos, and as well as check you out.’Michael lifted his glass of wine to his well chiseled lips.
‘No, Sir…’
‘Then enjoy your meal quietly like an obedient child.’
‘Sir Michael, I was hoping if you could give Madam Jessica a chance to prove her love for you.’
Michael glared at Robert, as his hand tightened on the glass of wine he was about to sip upon hearing Jessica’s name.
Robert immediately lowered his head. Perhaps, he seemed guilty to have mentioned Jessica’s name after being warned not to.
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