6: Mother's advice

Mrs. Tonia remains silent as Flora leaves the room. She lets out a sigh and joins Anita on the bed, while Favour and Esther also leave the room.

"It's important to be kind to your sister." "It wasn't necessary to fight with her," Mrs. Tonia tells Anita, sitting beside her on the bed.

"I understand, mom, but their disrespect has become excessive and is becoming unmanageable," Anita responds.

"It's fine.I understand, but don't let them influence who you are. Continue being my kind and composed daughter."

"Sure, mom." Anita sighs and gazes at their mother, while Glory joins her on the bed.

"I need to leave now and meet up with your father. Glory, please pack your bags and join Anita here."

"Alright, mom," Glory responds, getting up from the bed and heading towards the room she shares with Lisa.

Flora quietly organizes her bag of clothes in the room, while Glory enters and effortlessly carries her own box of clothes out.

Lisa returns from the kitchen to find Flora in the room she used to share with Glory. She doesn't ask any questions, as she doesn't like Anita and Glory either.

Glory leaves the room and returns to join Anita in her room. Anita is engrossed in texting Temisa, while Temisa prefers to call her instead.

"Hey, how's home?" Temisa asks Anita.

"Everything good, and you?" Anita has some questions.

"Sure thing," Temisa replies, sadly.

"Hey, what's going on? Are you feeling alright?" Anita inquired with Temisa initially.

"I understand, it's a lengthy tale. My father didn't attend the ceremony, but now he wants my results and is asking me to submit them to the Benson group. "I have no interest in working with them," Temisa complains.

"What!" Great news! Be happy. Very fast." Anita squeals, expressing her envy of those who have already secured a job right after graduation, while the rest of us have to wander the streets and submit applications to various companies.

"Hmm, I understand your perspective, but it doesn't align with my preferences. "I highly doubt I'll get the job, especially considering my results," Temisa complains.

"Well, that's good for you, girlfriend. At least you have your father's support, unlike me," Anita complains, and there is a moment of silence on the phone.

"It's fine. Unfortunately, I don't have high expectations for collaborating with Benson's groups. "I'm not interested," Temisa said flatly, despite their popularity.

"Well, I suppose you could still give it a shot. I'll also be submitting mine there, but I didn't want to bother you earlier or ask for your help in talking to your father about it. If I submit my application now and get accepted, we could work together and you won't have to deal with office work anymore."

"Are you planning to submit your CV with the Benson Group as well?" Temisa asked, excitedly.

"Yes, but I didn't want to bother you with this. I just thought you should know that your father has plans for you to work there as well," Anita responds.

"Alright, I'll submit my application and keep you informed of any updates on their approval." Temisa beams, assuring that the information is from her father and there's no need to stress.

"Wow, you're so lucky," Anita enthusiastically exclaims.

"I'll submit, but only because you promised. If I don't see you there, I'm quitting," Temisa tells Anita.

"Alright, I'll keep it short, but I hope they accept me as well. Goodnight, my love." Anita hangs up after Temisa replies, "Yeah, goodnight too."

Anita sets her phone aside and discovers Glory in the room, organizing her box to fit into the wardrobe she used to share with Flora. Anita lets out a sigh.

Her siblings have varying skin tones, with Lisa being fair brown and Glory having a brown complexion.

"Did Flora inquire about anything when you visited and transported your box?" Anita inquires of Glory.

"No," Glory says, joining Anita on the bed after organizing her box in the wardrobe.

"I apologize for what happened at first," Glory murmurs to Anita, who returns a smile.

"It's fine. It wasn't your fault. Hopefully, Flora, Favor, and Esther will stop bothering me in this house." Anita smiles at Glory and gently touches her hand.

"I hope they don't. Ugh, so frustrating." Glory chimed.

"It's fine. What did you want to talk about before Flora interrupted us?" Anita inquires of Glory.

"Could you tell me if studying business administration at your university is challenging?" Glory has a question for Anita.

"No, it's not too stressful." Anita advises to stay focused and avoid distractions from colleagues who may be interested in dating. She shuts down her laptop, feeling tired.

"Do you have a boyfriend or anyone interested in you at school?" Glory asks Anita, which surprises Anita as well.

"Wow! Tell me about your boyfriend." Anita inquires with a look of astonishment, while Glory responds with a smile.

"I don't have a boyfriend because I want to stay focused, and you should too," Anita advises Glory, who continues to smile.

"It's fine. Later, you will provide your results for this term while I am present." Anita offers to be Glory's extra coaching teacher. Glory excitedly jumps up from the bed and gives Anita a tight hug.

"Thanks, sis!"

"You're welcome. Am I allowed to breathe now?" Anita inquires, embracing Glory tightly, noting her chubby figure.

"Alright, I'll quickly take care of my needs before going to bed." Glory released Anita and hurried to the washroom, while Anita sighed and opted to play with her Android phone due to the late hour.

Anita quickly searches for information about the Benson Group online and finds recent news updates about the company.

Anita quickly scans the recent news and notices the change in company ownership by Master Liam Jackson. She feels a sense of disappointment as she looks at the photos from the company's conference hall and the new CEO.

Anita is unaware of when Glory came back and join her on the bed to fall asleep, as she is lost in her thoughts and search.

Anita sighs as she listens to Glory's peaceful snoring from behind her on the bed. She scrolls through the new CEO's timeline post, checking his profile page. Anita sighs as she clicks on the CEO's profile picture, curious to see the new boss she may work with if her CV is accepted.

As Anita gazes at the CEO's profile picture, she notices it was posted six years ago and he looks younger in the photo. She sighs and decides to leave his profile page to find information on how to submit her letter of application and certificate to the company.

Anita discovers an online application form and promptly checks for remaining positions.

She quickly copies the company's email address and writes a letter of application, as it's the only way to submit an application to work with the company.

Anita, feeling tired, plans to write a new application letter for the Benson group tomorrow. She copies the email address, puts her phone on the shelf, and falls asleep on her bed.

Anita wakes up in her home the next morning, only to be startled by her father's sudden scream of "No!" She quickly leaped off her bed and hurried out of her room to investigate.

"Can you give me a brief summary?" Everyone gathers in the living room as their father sits on the couch, his palms supporting his head as he tries to hold back tears.

"Mom, what's wrong?!" They inquire with their mother, but she remains silent, pacing anxiously in the living room.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Flora asks, sitting beside him on the couch. He shakes his head sadly, wiping away a tear.

"Mom?" Anita approaches their mother and gently takes hold of her hands.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Anita asks, and Mrs. Tonia finally replies, "I'm not sure."

"Your father got a call this morning, and suddenly I heard him scream while talking to the person on the other end. I'm uncertain about the issue." Mrs. Tonia observes her husband's struggle to hold back tears as he rises from the living room couch. He is dressed in his deep blue suit, prepared for another day at the office. However, he sighs and returns to his room, shaking his head with regret.

"Father!" Anita, Flora, and Favor eagerly approach their father, only to be swiftly halted by their mother.

"You girls should leave your father alone. I'll handle it and figure out what's wrong," Mrs. Tonia assures them.

"Are you certain, Mom?" They ask in a state of perplexity, hoping to catch a glimpse of their father.

"Sure. He'll let us know the problem when he's ready."