Anita steps out of the room, sighs deeply, and stands at the door. She exhales and adjusts her towel appropriately as she walks back to the room she shares with Glory. Anita opens the room door and discovers Glory fiddling with her phone. "Any calls?" she inquires of Glory, who is lying on the bed, pressing the phone and playing games. "No calls!" Glory responds, and Anita sighs before walking into the bathroom to take a bath. Anita steps out of her bath and heads back to her wardrobe to change into her nightgown. The week has been stressful, and she sighs deeply as she dresses. Anita is meant to recuperate and go see her father the following Saturday, but she has already promised Joel that she will attend his younger sister's birthday party, despite the fact that the officers in charge will not even let her see her father and will instead stare at her lustfully. She settles into her bed, takes her phone from Glory, and activates her data connection to use it with her laptop. A
Mrs. Bianca Patrick looked at Temisa with surprise. "Temisa, how can you say this? She's your sister, and instead of asking her who she slept with or who she's having an affair with and telling us the truth, you seem unconcerned about her." "Please, Mom, she is not my sister, and I do not care. If the breakfast isn't ready, I'm leaving. I can eat on the way or who knows, I'll have it there. In short, I'm leaving," Temisa exclaimed as she stormed out, leaving Mrs. Bianca speechless to gaze at Martin. "Aren't you going to say anything too? You sat down there because you're not concerned about Felicia too?" Mrs. Bianca asked Martin. Martin stood up and walked up to his mother. "Mom, you worry too much about Felicia. She's no longer a child and may already have a partner," Martin commented. Felicia furrowed her brow at him and instantly looked downward, unwilling to meet their gazes. "A boyfriend at this age? She's only twenty years old, Martin. And I wish the best for her. If you do
Martin doesn't care whether his mother sees him with Felicia or not. He walks over to sit alongside Felicia and talk to her, as she hasn't even eaten half of her bread and is still holding it. "I'm sorry for what happened," Martin tells her, but Felicia remains silent and immovable. He hums her name, "Felicia," but she continues to sob. Martin tries to wipe her tears away, but Felicia pushes away his hand, knowing her foster father is in his room. Martin sighs and looks at the dining table. "Fine, I will try and look for an apartment, so we can move out and have our freedom." Felicia looks at him with opened lips, wanting to say something, but shakes her head. She cannot abandon her, madam. She adores her foster mother and cannot break her heart. "No," she says, still sobbing, but Martin does not respond as he stands up and goes out of the dining room. Felicia looks at Martin departing and recalls how he looks like a knight. She gulps and feels her tummy grumble loudly in hung
Liam smiles at Temisa as he chats with her on the couch because she is a laid-back person who does not make him feel uncomfortable or uneasy, unlike when he is with his secretary. Liam has no feelings of lust for Temisa and prefers to talk to her as if she were his sister. His mother approaches them and grins as she enters the upstairs sitting room. "I see you both are getting along, Liam; then we won't waste any time going to see her parents and people," Mrs. Juliet says. Liam smiles at his mother's words and listens to her speech. Anything that makes his mother happy also warms his heart, which he enjoys. "My daughter, you're blessed, okay?" "Thank you, ma," Temisa says, kneeling down before his mother as Mrs. Juliet prays for her. His mother finally excuses them, and Liam stands up to show Temisa around their lovely estate. She walks with him, and he shows her his two-in-one huge bedroom, which serves as both his private parlor and sleeping area. He shows her around their lov
Flora looks at Anita and notices her older sister glancing away and adjusting her clothes as if she has goosebumps all over or something is scratching her. "Can't you greet?" Liam finally asks Anita in a cold, deep, husky voice, and Anita swallows before staring at him, anxiously biting her inner lips. "Good afternoon," she replies, pushing the greeting out of her tongue, and Liam stares at her face, noticing how gorgeous and stunning she is. Liam wonders where Anita'll be dressed like this, as her crimson gown is rather low and falls above her knee. Looking at her alone, he notices her thighs slightly exposed and her long, slim, gorgeous white legs on full display. Anita wears flat-heeled black shoes, and her pink lips appear crimson due to her extensive makeup. She appears so hot and inviting, and he stammers, "Where are you going?" "Is that your sister?" Surprisingly, Flora, who sees Anita, undoubtedly recognizes the man and refuses to answer, looks surprised. Liam knows Anita
"Well, yes, Mom, but not entirely true like how Cynthia is describing it," Liam replied. "Then what's the truth about? See how you're smiling, and you just walked in now not smiling before. I thought you didn't see any ice cream to purchase." "We did. Not to worry about her, Mom. She's my secretary, so I saw her and asked her for directions," Liam finally explained, to which his mother replied, "Okay." "Mommy, there is one dark chocolate aunt that took us there too," Cynthia says. "Cynthia," Liam calls her name firmly to hush her up. Cynthia smiles, dancing happily in the living room, as she licks her ice cream cup. "It's okay, Liam. You can go; don't mind Cynthia; She's just happy that you took her out today," his mother says to him, smiling. "Okay, Mom," Liam looked away from Cynthia and hurriedly takes the living room stairs. He went upstairs to his room, not expecting his cute little sister to expose him. Liam walked into his room feeling hot, and wishing he had followed Ani
"Where's your home?" Alfred asks Anita again, and she stares away, at his door to open it and get down. "Stop doing that. The Jeep door won't open like that as it's automatically locked." Alfred held Anita's left hand to prevent her from opening the car door. Anita immediately pulls away from him and points, "Then open it; my home is over there!" She points to the houses that are similar to each other, as all the houses in the estate have the same building style. "It's okay; I see you don't want me to know your home, but I don't mean any harm, okay? Honestly, I love you, and I really mean well for you. I wasn't joking about what I said earlier. I want you to resign from working for Benson Group and come work for me," Alfred said, to which Anita stared away from him and shakes her head. "No, I mean..." "It's okay.. I know it comes as a surprise, but I am serious about you. Just give my proposal some thought. I don't like how Liam is cold to you, and I will pay you three times his pa
Anita let out a sigh and returned to her room as Flora knocked on the door and entered. "Hey sis, how did the birthday celebration turn out?" Flora asked as Anita maintained her composure. "Apologies for not waiting for you," Anita took the initiative to apologize. Flora smiled at Anita and calmly walked over to sit on the bed while Anita remained standing in the room. Flora had yet to change out of her red short gown. "So, how did the birthday celebration turn out?" Flora inquired once more, taking a seat on the bed. "It was okay," Anita quickly responded and neatly stowed her handbag in her drawer. "Is he the CEO who provides transportation, or who was our mother referring to?" Flora asked again, and Anita let out a frustrated sigh. "He isn't the CEO, just a client," I'm referring to the CEO's friend," Anita responded. "Oh! It's no surprise that the CEO mentioned that you shared your number with his clients," Flora replied with a smile. "Ignore him," Anita quickly remarked, h