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” I do not buy your idea Judy… Not everything requires charm.”

” Same here.” Omar seconded.

“…. I’ve lived long enough on this Earth to know that such evil charms carries repercussions…. Besides, I don’t want to be an heartless witch like you.” Omar replied and bursted into laughter together with Ashley.

” So what are you?…. A saint?” Judith threw the question mockingly.

” I’m no saint Judy… but I still have conscience, unlike you.”

” Fine…. Do your thing…but do not come running to me for help.” Judith warned.

” Not in your wildest dreams gurl.” Omar returned and bursted into another round of laughter with Ashley.

Judith hissed and threw the springles on them.

Omar exhaled deeply, as she signed the last of the documents presented to her by Ife’s lawyer.

” Finally, we have a deal.” She said, smiling with her hands clasped as she turned to Ife.

” Yes we do.” Ife replied abruptly, equally scrutinizing the documents in his hands.

” Omare Edeh.” He pronounced.

” Yes that’s my name.” Omar replied.

” Hmmm! What state are you from?”

” I hail from Benue State… an Idoma from Gboko to be precise.” Omar replied.

” Hmm! That’s nice….

Benue is where my Ex is from.” He said.

” Really! She must have been an interesting person.” Omar commented.

” yes she was…. Women from Benue are quite entertaining…. But can also be filled with a bag of issues.” He remarked.

” …. Anyway, that aside….. Our first move is to attend our anniversary at Davis Entertainment Empire….. that’s the name of my company.”

“..… Our anniversary is coming up this weekend and I plan to introduce you as my fiancée to my business associates and family.” Ife added.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

” Ok then.”

“… Please I’ll like you to equally play along and act as convincing as possible, cos I’ve got a very sensitive family….. especially my paternal uncle, whom you’ll be meeting as well.” He informed her.

” …. If anyone asks you how we met, …. You can tell them we met on a vacation trip.” He slotted in.

” Ok then, Roger that.” Omar replied already liking the feel of it.

” So how do we meet?”

” I’ll forward my home address to you. You can pick me up from home.”

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” Emeka! Emeka!…. Where is this fool!!” Binta ranted from the stairs, looking for her husband.

She sighted him reading a newspaper in the living room, with his leg resting on the center table.

Marching down from the stairs angrily, she continued shouting his name.

” Take it easy darling…. You don’t need to tear down the house, yelling my name like that..” Emeka said with aloofness.

“… Come sit on my laps and talk to daddy…” he continued with a smile, beckoning at her.

Binta stood, glaring at her husband, and at the same wondering if this was the man she married at all. She threw a document at him.

” This is the third time you are withdrawing exhorbitant amount from the company’s funds without a proper explanation as to what you used it for!!”

” …. Do you want to ruin the company we worked so hard to build?” Binta asked, still yelling in anger.

” I said you should take it easy woman! and stop yelling at me like an animal!!…. Moreover, it’s none of your business what I do with the company’s fund.” Emeka replied his wife coldly.

Binta scoffed unbelievably.

” I am your business partner…. And I have toiled day and night with you to build up that company, and yet you are saying trash!!!”

Emeka sighed deeply. He had expected her to rant, and he was ready for it. This woman was always monitoring him like a detective.

” I borrowed it for a future investment that is personal to me…. I’ll return it back as soon as it yields.”

” What kind of investment is it that you never carried me along?…. An investment that caused that huge an amount of money!!”

” Binta stop ranting…. The kids will think we are quarrelling if you continue like this…. why don’t we settle it in bed…. You know, with candle light and perfumed roses!!” he gesticulated and curled his lips into a tempting smile which infuriated Binta the more.

Binta dragged his shirt and began to cry. ” You must return that money right now!!… Or I will sue you.” She shouted as she continued locking his shirt.

” Leave me alone this woman or I will beat you up o…. Is this what your pastor teaches you in church? To be disrespectful to your husband?….. And you are the head of Sunday school department!!” Emeka yelled, trying to free himself from her suffocating grip.

” And what about you?…. Are you not the head of ushering department in church…. You have allowed the devil to use you and you must pay!!”

Binta continued to drag her husband by his shirt as she wailed.

” I will not let you destroy me you this man…. Return the money o … you must return the money!!…. I know I have made a mistake by marrying you already…. But I will never let you destroy my labour completely.” She continued.

” Mummy your phone is ringing…. Pastor Nathaniel is calling you..” Somto called his mother, running down the staircase.

But Binta did not let go.

” Mummy why are you fighting daddy?” Somto asked.

” Are you not the one that said people who fight are children of the devil?” Somto probed further.

” Yes dear…. Don’t you know your mother is a devil, that is why she is fighting daddy.” Emeka replied Somto, still struggling to free himself from her strong grip.

Binta; obviously hit by her son’s word, finally let go of Emeka’s shirt and sat on the floor crying.