By Nightengale Ben-Onyeukwu
Jessica’s eyes were like cold wind and sharp knife, causing the other mechanics who were watching the scene to feel that the air temperature had fallen by a couple of degrees. They knew that with such anger in Jessica’s eyes, she could do anything.
‘Your sister’s name is number one in search rankings and it was all bad stories about her. Ain’t you ashamed of your sister’s trashy behaviour?’
‘How can I be ashamed of my sister who has the most handsome and richest man as her beau? You even lost to my sister which means that you should be ashamed of yourself. Yes, you are so beautiful, you even have lovely long legs which seem unforgettable, you can even become Nigeria’s top model with your beauty, your beauty is the kind that is born for the runway, but these features can’t still make you have Michael. When it comes to love, you don’t need these things. When it comes to love it doesn’t matter if you’re blacklisted or your status completely deteriorated, all that matters is that the one you love is also deeply in love with you. For him, what the rest of the world says about you doesn’t matter.’ He paused, looking at Jessica with ridicule. ‘From what I know you have been blacklisted from Michael’s life for many years, and with what you are doing now, it is obvious that you are just trying to create hype. Stop disturbing my sister’s life. If Michael loves you I am sure he will come around for you. But if he doesn’t, then don’t force it, for you will end in broken ruin.’
‘Your sister is truly rotten to the core.’Jessica was really furious.
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