Chapter 47

“Dion, I can tell that this coat is very expensive. Can I ever fit in it? Holding it like this gets my hands shaky.”

“Who do you think made that coat?”

“A worker…?”

“Exactly. Now, I don’t understand how different or low you may be from those workers to not be worthy of handling that piece of cloth. You are worth more than my closet combined. Now, go to work.”

She wanted to leave but not yet, “Dion?”

“What?” he had to be rude.

“Thank you,” she finally left the room.

The days passed on like that, Dave was becoming more and more distant, Vincent was receiving more and more attention from home and from school, Mpumi was getting tired and weak, Dion remained as he was—piling himself with loads of work to cover the gap in his time. It got to a point were Mpumi would not be seen for days in that household, obviously due to work and lessons.