Amara Nicholas; I arrived earlier at the Briggs family mansion. I had not been here before, and as Mr. Timothy drove my father's sleek black Mercedes-Benz car into the compound premises and parked, I couldn't help but admire the front view of the exquisite mansion. The mansion looked so lovely and homely, and the surroundings also seemed so calm. I finally got out of the car, and just then, I saw an older man step out of the mansion. He was wearing a white polo and black trousers, with slippers. He walked up, excited to meet me. Just as I finally got out of the car,. "My beautiful daughter-in-law, you are highly welcome to our humble home," the man said to me, with widely opened arms, as he finally approached me and hugged me warmly. I smiled shyly and managed to respond to him. Thank you, sir. Good evening" "Good evening, my dear. Come, let us go inside," the middle-aged man ushered me inside the mansion. I recognized him to be Mr. Joshua Briggs—my father's best friend and also
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