Anita Baker, a 24-year-old woman, recently graduated from university. She is the first daughter of her parents and has five younger sisters. Her father is a banker, while her mother is a trader. She has a fair complexion, and is beautifully shaped with curvy hips. Among all her sisters, she is the only one with a white complexion, as the rest of her sisters have darker skin tones with some having a fair brown complexion. She resembles her mother but is far more beautiful, which often leads her father to accuse her mother of infidelity. He doubts he is truly her father as she is so white, but her mother has always reassured her that she is indeed his child. Her father even threatens to run a paternity DNA test on her as he cannot comprehend why she is so much whiter than the rest of her sisters. Her immediately younger sister, Flora, a 22-year-old dark-skinned beauty, also dislikes her even though she is two years older. About four of her sisters harbour resentment towards her except

Mr. John Patrick smiles at Mr. Taiye, "Oh, she studied Business Administration at the University of Nigeria." "That's fine then. Have her submit her CV to us once she's home. I'm sure we have more vacancies for newcomers like her. I will be expecting her response." "Father!" Liam quickly cut his father's speech off as his frown deepens. "You cannot just court me with her yet," Liam says, and his father smiles at him. "I know, Liam. I am only trying to compensate Mr. John Patrick for his goodwill and commitment in working with us for over twenty years," Mr. Taiye responded, while Mr. John only smiled faintly at Liam as he bowed slightly to leave. "I will be taking my leave now, boss. Thank you and congratulations once again, Liam." Liam nodded as he heard Mr. John's last words, then walked up with his father to the front of the meeting hall. He stood near the exit door and spoke, "I don't like all you just did right now father. There are many other ways to compensate Mr. John, not

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 a

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

"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