Mrs. Tonia smiled faintly at Anita as she made way for Glory to pass with the tray of soup in her hands, and then she walked into the kitchen. She didn't utter a word to her mother, but her face held a sorrow that her mom understood better.
"Anita," Mrs. Tonia sighed and called her name. "What is it, Mom?" Anita asked and walked beside her mother. "I want you to know that your father really loves you, like the rest of your siblings, and isn't against your success," Mrs. Tonia replied as she held Anita's hand in hers. "Hmph," Anita sighed. "I know, Mom, but I don't care about that. If Dad likes me, fine, if he doesn't, fine. I will always see him as my father and that's all." "Anita," Mrs. Tonia called again. "Mom, where's the fufu?!" Flora stepped into the kitchen and interrupted them as she eyed Anita and walked to the kitchen cabinet to meet their mother. "Mom, why are you holding her hand and talking to her? Are you begging her for something?" Flora asked, as she crossed her arms around her chest. "No, Flora, I am only advising her," Mrs. Tonia replied and stared at Flora. Flora asked again, "I don't care, Mom. That's by the way. I came here for fufu as Glory only served us soup without fufu. Where's the fufu?" "It's over there, check on the chair beside you," Mrs. Tonia responded, and Flora turned and spotted the fufu. She carried it and walked out from the kitchen, leaving them alone. "Like I was advising, don't hold a grudge in your heart against your father, okay. You can never get another replacement for him. He's your father, and I can swear with my life on that." "Mom," Anita frowned. "That isn't necessary for you to swear. Let's go and eat first as I still have some work to do and some calls to place across to Temisa to know if she has gotten home too." "Okay," Mrs. Tonia finally let go of Anita's hand, and Anita walked to the sink to wash her hands in the kitchen washbasin. She later stepped out to join the rest of the family for dinner, while their father finally came out too. He was silent as he sat and ate the delicious okra soup his wife had made. The dining hall was silent, and after their dinner, Glory stood up first as she was the first to finish her meal. She cleared her plate to the kitchen and walked to Anita and Flora's room to wait for Anita to finish, as she wanted to discuss with Anita. Later the rest of the family finished and Lisa finally cleared all the plates as it was her turn to wash all the dirty dishes. She shared the turn with Glory in washing the plates weekly, while Anita walked back to the room she shared with Flora and found Glory standing inside the room. "What are you doing here, baby sis?" Anita asked Glory as she stepped in and walked closer to sit on the bed she shared with Flora. Glory replied, "I came here to discuss with you, big sis," and Anita stared at Glory for some minutes, as her baby sister had indeed grown, and was asking her advanced questions unlike the little ten-year-old girl she left before going to the university. "So tell me, what do you want to discuss with me about?" Anita asked, and as Glory was about to reply, Flora stepped in coldly. "What are you doing here, Glory? Return to your room now!" Flora commanded. "No, Flora, allow Glory to stay. We have some conversation to discuss. As you can see, I just returned," Anita replied, and Flora flared up. "I wasn't speaking to you, so stay out of this!" "Meaning?!" Anita stood up from the bed and crossed her arms around her chest as she faced Flora. "I have been keeping quiet for you, Flora. What do you mean by you aren't talking to me?" Anita questioned as she stared at Flora coldly. "You heard me correctly. I have no business with white witches. Now, Glory, leave here. I want to rest," Flora repeated, and Anita smirked and sat back on the bed. Anita opened her box zipper to remove her laptop and phone, and Glory stared from Anita to Flora in confusion. Anita was her big sis, same as Flora, and she didn't like how they were quarreling because of her. "Glory, leave!" Flora commanded again and walked closer to Glory to drag her out. "Don't you dare touch her!" Anita warned as she opened her box, took out her laptop and phone, and placed them on the bed. "Or what? What will you do?" Flora questioned, and Anita looked up at her. "Step away, or you'll have to touch Glory first!" "No big sisters, I'm leaving. I'll ask you later," Glory nervously responded. "No Glory!" Anita glanced towards Glory and she shivered. "Step away now, Flora! If you're here to rest, the bed is over there, but move away from my conversation with Glory!" Anita warned. Flora stared angrily at Anita. Anita was a slim figure with a sexy curvy waist and big breasts, while Flora was fat and chubby. Flora felt she could beat Anita up since she was taller and fatter. "And what if I don't?" Flora quickly walked towards Glory and dragged Glory by her arms out. Anita wouldn't allow such disrespect as she stood up and pounced on Flora, dragging Flora by her hair and slapping Flora's pretty dark face multiple times, not giving Flora a chance to breathe. The two of them engaged in a fight. "What's going on here?" Mr. Joshua questioned as he stepped into his eldest daughter's room, causing them to separate. "Father, she started it first!" Flora pointed to Anita, and Anita breathed out heavily as she adjusted her clothes properly. Mr. Joshua had always known Anita as one who didn't fight, so what could have prompted their fight? He stared at Glory and just then the rest of his daughters and his wife rushed into the room. "What happened, father?!" They questioned him as they walked into the big room and stared from Anita to Flora, who was breathing heavily, and to Glory, who had a worried expression on her face. "What happened, Glory?" Mr. Joshua finally questioned Glory and she stammered. "Father, I came in here to discuss with Aunt Anita, and Flora came in and ordered me to leave, but Aunt Anita refused, and Flora insisted, and the fight started," Glory explained. "Flora, why did you ask Glory to leave, when Anita was still talking to her?" Mr. Joshua questioned, as he stared at Flora, whose cheek was already swollen. Anita also had a swollen red cheek, which was more visible than Flora's. Flora was crying profusely, wanting her father to support her. "Father, she slapped me first!" Flora pointed to Anita. "I didn't ask you that. I asked, why did you send Glory away?" "I wanted to sleep, father, and I cannot sleep if they're discussing," Flora replied. "Hmmm," Mr. Joshua hummed as he knew it was all his fault, and he warned, "Let today be the last time that I will get any form of disrespect from any of you towards your big sister again. When next it repeats, you will have me to contend with. Now Flora, pack your bag and clothes; you will be relocating to share the room with Lisa. Glory will start sharing this room with Anita from today onwards. Any more reports or complaints, and I will deal with you afterwards." "Father!" Flora exclaimed, but Mr. Joshua had already walked out. "You caused all this, Flora. Why disrespect your big sister?" Mrs. Tonia questioned, but Flora frowned. "Mom, are you also picking on Anita's side, is it because she won two stupid awards?" "Shut your mouth, Flora. Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Last session you had carry-overs, and yet you cannot read to become good or learn from your big sister. The only thing you know how to do best is to badmouth." "Mom!" Flora broke into sobs again while the rest of her sisters in the room crossed their arms around their chests angrily. "Now, apologize to Anita first before you start packing your bags!" Mrs. Tonia instructed. "I won't do that, Mother," Flora refused. "And I insist, else you have me to contend with now!" Flora was speechless as she stared from their mom to the rest of her siblings, and to Anita, who sat on the bed opening her laptop to switch it on and waiting for it to boot. Flora swallowed and stared back at their mother. "No mother!" She screamed and Anita stared at them. "It's okay, Mom. I don't need her apology," Anita replied as she typed in her laptop password. "No Anita, Flora must apologize, else she ceases being my daughter from today." "Mom!" They all exclaimed and Mrs. Tonia turned to face them all. "Yes, mark it as my warning from today onwards and note that I can also disown you and cut ties with you all if you dare to disobey me. Now, Flora, apologize!" Flora stared at Anita sitting on the bed, and she mumbled out the words, "I'm sorry, Anita." "Repeat it out loud." "Mom!" Flora stared back at their mother. "Now!" Mrs. Tonia was dead serious. "Fine, I am sorry, Anita. Please forgive me," Flora pleaded. "It's okay, Flora. You can leave," Anita didn't shift her focus away from her laptop as she replied, and Flora immediately packed her bag of clothes and dragged it out of the room, leaving the rest of them speechless as she left.Mrs. Tonia doesn't say anything after Flora exits the room. She sighs and walks up to sit beside Anita on the bed, while Favour and Esther exit the room next. "You shouldn't be harsh with your sister. Fighting with her wasn't necessary," Mrs. Tonia says as she sits beside Anita on the bed. "I know, Mom, but they disrespect me too much and it's getting out of hand," Anita replies. "It's okay. I can understand, but don't change yourself because of them. Keep being my sweet and calm daughter." "Okay, Mom," Anita sighed as she stared at their mother while Glory walked up to sit on the bed too. "I have to go now and join your father. Glory, you go now and pack your bags and come join Anita here." "Okay, Mom," Glory replies. She stands up from the bed and walks out of the room, heading to the room she shares with Lisa. Flora is in the room, arranging her bag of clothes, and she doesn't utter any word to Glory, who steps in and carries her own box of clothes out. Lisa sighed as she ret
Anita can't say anything after their mother leaves them and walks back to the room to be with their father. She sighs and stares at Flora, who seems worried. They walk back to sit on the couch. "What do you think is the problem?" Esther asks Flora. Flora shakes her head and responds, "I don't know, but I'm worried it's something serious." They sit back on the couch, waiting for their father or mother to step out and talk to them. Anita sighs and finally walks back to her room since she doesn't know what the problem is, either. She believes her mother will tell them about it, even though her father doesn't want to. She saw her father already dressed to leave for work before receiving whatever news made him devastated. She prays silently in her heart, "Let it not be that father has lost his job." Anita murmurs and walks into her room, feeling her father's screams echoing in her mind. She suspects it has something to do with his office work. She sits on her bed and takes up her phone
Liam walked into his office and took his seat in his executive office chair. He swirled the seat sideways, staring at his office. He smiled and rolled up his sleeves to start his new day in the office. He leaned forward on his desk and switched on his computer to check the company's records, waiting for the computer to boot. He counted the time as he waited for the computer to finish booting. Just then, his secretary knocked and he responded, "Come in." Margaret walked into Liam's office holding a file. She smiled faintly at him and stared downward a little. "Yes... What's your name again?" Liam asked her, as he stared at her. "Margaret Jonathan," she said as she kept smiling. "Okay, Miss Margaret, what do you need or how can I help you?" Liam asked, and she stepped forward. "Sir, Mr. John Patrick brought this file this morning and he said I should hand it over to you," she replied as she stared at him. "Okay, come drop it here." Liam pointed to the side of his desk that had empty
"Hello, Boss," Margaret immediately picks up the office line and receives the call. "Come into my office right away," Liam responds. Margaret gulps and quickly stands up from her office chair, dropping the phone. She sees Bambam smiling at her as she prepares to attend to the client sitting in front of her. Some clients step into Margaret's office to see her, and she immediately directs them to other staff working on the third floor to attend to them, as she knows the new boss doesn't like to be kept waiting. Margaret immediately walks towards Liam's office door. She knocks and hears his cold response, "Come in." Margaret swallows as she opens the office door and walks into the exquisite office to see Liam. "What took you so long to respond to my call?" Liam asks, as he continues typing on his computer, not shifting his gaze away from the monitor screen as his fingers click faster on the keyboard. "I'm sorry, boss. I arrived late from lunch," Margaret replies. Liam pauses his t
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"Mom, I cannot work with them if that's the requirement of what their new boss now wants from them," Temisa refused as she stood up from the couch she was previously sitting on with her mother when Felicia left with the car key and went to unload the car's boot. "I can understand you, Temisa, but know that your father went through the stress to get your application letter submitted to their boss, and it will be very insulting to him if after their boss approves of you to resume and you fail to resume with them. Remember, your result isn't even the best like that, and yet they still want you to work with them." "Mother," Temisa is at a loss for words to refute as she stares at her mother, who is a beautiful, fat, Black woman. "Just think about it, Temisa, and be easy on yourself. You're even lucky your father is doing all this to get you to the top among your peers. He told me personally that the CEO's father wants you to be engaged to his son, and the only way you can be engaged to
Felicia is busy in the kitchen dishing out the delicious Oha soup she has prepared and serving it into the soup plates when she hears the sound of the kitchen door sliding open. She turns to stare at who the person is and sees that it is Martin; she quickly looks away from him, wondering what he wants in the kitchen. Martin stares at Felicia's back and down to her slim curvy waist, and he likes her. Even though he has a girlfriend, he isn't in love with his girlfriend as much as he loves Felicia. He knows he's supposed to see Felicia as his sister, but they aren't related by blood. He doesn't even know how he will approach Felicia and tell her about his true feelings. Every time he wants to discuss his feelings with her, he feels stuck on the words that refuse to come out of his mouth. Martin watches Felicia grow and he has always been admiring her and knowing his mother also likes her like her child, he stands by the kitchen door raking his short black hair as he thinks about her
Felicia is absent-minded when anyone steps into her room as she steps into her bathroom to take a bath. Splashing the water on her long hair and head as she decides to take a quick shower. She scrubs her body and her big breasts as she takes her bath quickly. She switched on the shower again to rinse off the soap from her body. As she's through, she steps out of the bathroom and is shocked to see Martin standing in her room, beside her bed. As Felicia almost screamed out, just like Martin knew, he immediately rushed up to her side and held her mouth shut, covering her mouth with his palm. "Hush!" He hushed her up, and she shook her head for him to let go of her mouth as she's scared of what he wants from her as it's already getting late. Martin finally let go of Felicia's mouth and stepped away from her, and she quickly held her towel tight as it almost loosened. "What are you doing here?" Felicia asked Martin, feeling her little heart beating loudly in her chest. "I came here t