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 returned from the kitchen and found Flora in the room she previously shared with Glory. She didn't ask any questions as she also doesn't like Anita and Glory. Glory exited the room and walked back to join Anita in her room, where Anita was busy texting Temisa while Temisa would rather give her a call instead. "Hello, girlfriend, how's home?" Temisa asked. "All fine, and yours?" "All good," Temisa responded. "What's up, you don't sound too happy?" Anita asked her first. "I know, it's a long story. Remember my father didn't show up at the ceremony and now he's asking for my results, telling me to submit it to the Benson Group. Like you know, I don't have any interest in working with them." "What! That's good news. You should be happy. So quick. Like you just graduated and you already have a job at your doorstep, unlike us who would have to start wandering about the streets and companies submitting applications." "Hmmm, You can say that, but that's not what I want, at least not for now. Besides, based on my results, I doubt I will get the job," Temisa complained. "Hmph, it's well, girlfriend, but be happy at least, you have your father's support, unlike mine," Anita ranted, and the phone call went silent for a while. "It's okay. But the truth is I am not having too many high hopes in working with the Benson's group. I know they're the most sought-after group of companies but I am not interested," Temisa deadpanned. "Hmph, I know, but you can still apply. I will be submitting mine there too, but I didn't want to bother you about it earlier, nor ask you to help me talk to your father about it, Probably if I submit mine too now and they approve of me and accept me, we can be working there together and you won't be bored with office work again." "Really? So you have plans of submitting your CV too with them?" Temisa asked. "Yes, but I don't know if your father also has plans for you to work there too. I didn't want to bother you about it." "Oh! There's no problem then. I will just submit my application and give you updates on when they approve of me. Although you know it's through my father, so not too much stress," Temisa beams. "Yeah, lucky girl," Anita hypes her. "Thank you, but I'm only submitting because you said you would. If I don't get to see you there, then I will quit," Temisa informs her. "Okay, I will, but let's hope they accept me too. Goodnight," Anita ended the call after Temisa responded, "Goodnight too." Anita keeps her phone down and finds Glory in the room arranging her box to fit into the wardrobe she previously shares with Flora, and she sighs. All her siblings have dark skin, except for Lisa, Glory, and herself. Lisa is fair brown but not white like her, while Glory is brown with the rest being dark. "Did Flora ask you anything when you went there and carried your box?" Anita asked. "No," Glory responded and walked to sit beside Anita on the bed as she finished arranging her box into the wardrobe. "I'm sorry for what happened initially," Glory apologized faintly, and Anita smiled at her. "Okay. It was not your fault. Let's just hope Flora, Favour, and Esther stop annoying me in this house." Anita smiles as she places her right palm on Glory's hand. Glory sighed, "I hope they don't..." "It's okay. So what did you want to discuss with me before Flora interrupted us?" Anita asked. "I just wanted to ask about your university. Is it difficult studying business administration?" Glory asked. "No, not too stressful. You just have to keep your focus high and not get distracted by guys and girls in your department that might be asking you out," Anita replies as she turns and switches off her laptop as she's already tired. "So you don't have a boyfriend in school or any guy that likes you?" Glory asked, surprising Anita. "Glory, what do you know about boyfriends?" Anita questioned, with wide eyes open, and Glory only smiled. "Okay, I don't have a boyfriend because I don't want to lose focus, and you shouldn't either," Anita advised her little sister while Glory continued to smile. "Okay, you will show me your results for this term since I'll be around. I can be your extra coaching teacher," Anita says to her, and Glory jumps up happily from the bed and hugs Anita tightly. "Thank you, big sis." "You're welcome. Can I breathe now?" Anita asked as Glory is almost suffocating her with her tight hugs and chubby body. "Okay, let me go and ease myself before sleeping." Glory let go of Anita and walked to the restroom while Anita sighed and decided to play with her Android phone as it is already late. She decided to browse information about the Benson Group to know what the company is like. She typed the search for the Benson Group of Companies and saw recent news updates about the company. She reads through some of the recent news and sees the new handling of company ownership to Master Liam Jackson, and she sighs as she stares at the photos from the company's conference hall and down to photos of the new CEO. Lost in her thinking and search, Anita doesn't even know when Glory returns and climbs on the bed and drifts to sleep. She sighs as she hears Glory snoring and sleeping peacefully behind her on the bed. She scrolls through the timeline posts of the new CEO, checking his profile page. His profile doesn't have many updates. Anita finally clicks on his profile picture, wanting to see the new boss she will be working with in the future. If her CV finally gets accepted. But as she stares at his display picture on his profile and looks at the date it was posted, it was six years ago. He looks younger in the photo, making her sigh again. She leaves his profile page to browse on how to submit her letter of application and certificates to them instead. She finally got to see an available form of application and she checked in for the available positions left. Anita copies the company's email address and decides to write a letter of application to them as that's the only way to submit an application to work with the company. As she's tired, she decided to type a fresh letter of application to the Benson group the following day. Once she had copied the email address, she put her phone on her shelf and drifted off to sleep on her bed. The following morning in her home, as she wakes up, Anita hears her father scream "No!" and she immediately jumps down from her bed and rushes out of her room to find out what happened. "What happened?" They all gather in the living room while their father sits on the couch and places both palms to support his head as he fights back the urge to cry. "Mom, what's the problem?!" They ask their mom, and she shakes her head, not responding, pacing up and down in the living room too. "Father, what's the problem?" Flora asked, as she sat beside their father and he shook his head in regret, wiping away the tears daring to fall from his eyes. "Mom?" Anita walks up to their mother and holds her hands. "What's the matter, Mom?" Mrs. Tonia finally responded, "I don't really know. Your father got a call this morning and the next moment, I heard him scream while discussing with the caller. I don't know what the problem is." Mrs. Tonia stared back at her husband, seeing he's trying so hard to prevent his tears from dropping. He finally stood up from the living room couch, already dressed in his deep blue suit, ready to leave for his office work on this fresh Friday morning. However, he sighed and walked back to his room, shaking his head regretfully. "Father!" Anita, Flora, and Favour first rush up to their dad, but their mother quickly stops them. "You girls should let your father be; I will talk to him and find out what the problem really is." ."Are you sure, Mom?" They ask in confusion, wanting to see their father. "Yes, just give him some time, I'm sure he will finally let us know what the problem is."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
Meanwhile, Temisa is in her father's mansion. Their home is a standard duplex in a government-owned estate, which her father bought as a new house. "Father, have you submitted my CV and letter of application to the new boss?" Temisa asked. Her father had just stepped into the living room, and she sat on the couch, filing and brushing her long nails. Mr. John stared at his daughter. Instead of standing up to welcome him, she sat comfortably on the couch, filing her long nails and asking him questions as if he were her errand boy. "Temisa, you're quite unbelievable. Not even a welcome greeting from you to your father?" Mr. John asked. He dropped his briefcase on the living room center table and slowly loosened his necktie. "I am sorry, Father. Good evening, Father." Temisa dropped her leg from the couch where she previously rested it and relaxed, continuing to file her long nails. "Where's your mother?" Mr. John asked. Temisa responded, "She went to the market to refill the house wi
"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
Temisa sighed after Martin left her. She knows he won't support her like she thought. "Hmm," she gritted her teeth in anger as she shook her leg while sitting on the couch. "He cares for Felicia more than me, his own sister. They all care for Felicia. Why?!" Temisa screamed out in anger as she stared back at the television displaying her favorite Bollywood movie. "Arggh!" She stood up angrily and picked up the television remote from the center table to switch off the television. Then, she walked back to her room upstairs to chat with Anita. Temisa misses Anita so much and wishes Anita could come live with her as her sister. Anita also doesn't like her family, just like her. She misses her school life where she won't get to see Felicia or her mother showing the silly white witch love. "Argh!" Temisa grit her teeth again and scattered her hair as she stepped into her room and slammed her door hard. Martin is in his room and he can hear Temisa's grunting and screaming. He shakes h