Novels by elenwagraceamaefula

"It is quite alright; as I mentioned previously, it is part of my job. Now, let us proceed so that I can retrieve it for you," Angela insisted. Martin followed her, and she retrieved the T-shirt, handing it to him. "Thank you very much. By the way, my name is Martin; what is yours?" Martin introduced himself. "My name is not of great importance, as you can see," Angela replied curtly. "Haha, very amusing. I merely wished to thank you by addressing you by your name. I come in peace and mean no harm," Martin chuckled, appealing for her understanding. "Very well, my name is Angela, although I prefer not to disclose it often," Angela admitted. "What a lovely name for a beautiful lady. In any case, thank you once again, Angela; I truly appreciate it," Martin expressed his gratitude. "You are welcome," Angela responded. "Here is the remaining balance for the T-shirt. I must commend you on the uniqueness and quality of your clothing. A friend referred me to your boutique; please cont

such an idea? You know me far too well to make such assumptions," Angela replied. "Well, all I am saying is that you have changed. Ever since you began dating Ethan, you have become different and less accessible. What do you expect me to think? Have you forgotten the saying, 'how you dress is how you are addressed'? You have changed, so I momentarily overlooked the fact that I know you so well," Cynthia explained. "Hmm, well, I cannot move in with a man who is not yet my husband. Moreover, it does not sound appealing, and Ethan would not permit me to move in with him; he prefers that I visit for two or three days and then leave. He has previously stated that he would not deny me my independence by keeping me confined in his home without marriage," Angela clarified. "You made a statement that piqued my interest, and I would like to pose a question," Cynthia said. "Very well, I am listening," Angela encouraged. "You mentioned that he prefers you to stay for two or three days a

And why are you seated in this exquisite designer boutique?" Cynthia asked, her curiosity piqued. "Haha! Calm down, my dear friend. I will address all your inquiries, but first, please take a seat," Angela replied with laughter. "Alright, but please begin speaking, as I am eager to learn about this surprise," Cynthia insisted. "Of course. May I offer you a drink?" Angela inquired. "I shall not consume anything until you reveal this surprise," Cynthia insisted. "Very well, I will respond to your questions. First and foremost, I am not engaged; the surprise I referred to on the phone is that this beautiful designer boutique, as you described it, is mine," Angela explained with a smile. Cynthia could scarcely believe her ears and was taken aback. She asked, "Oh my goodness! Are you saying that this stunning designer boutique I admired upon entering belongs to you?" "Yes, that is precisely what I just declared," Angela joyfully confirmed. Cynthia was filled with curiosity, as if s

about the source of his happiness. “I have been observing you for some time and felt compelled to ask what the secret is,” Steven requested. “What secret?” Ethan asked quickly. “The secret to your happiness,” Steven replied. Ethan felt compelled to fabricate a response, aware that Steven disapproved of Angela and their relationship. “Oh, that? It is nothing; I am simply feeling grateful for life,” Ethan lied. “By the way, it has been a month since I last saw your girlfriend Angela after that incident; has she stopped working?” Steven asked. “Haha, she has resigned and is now employed elsewhere,” Ethan laughed and replied. “Alright, I see you are on your computer this afternoon,” Steven remarked. “Yes, I am. Would you like to assist me?” Ethan inquired. “That would be wonderful,” Steven responded enthusiastically. Steven aided him for the third time, and although his eyes remained on Ethan, he had grown accustomed to Steven’s assistance, which alleviated his stress. Wheneve

maturity. Therefore, relax; you have accomplished the most significant task, which is to confront Anna. Moreover, the entire staff is opposed to Anna for her disrespectful behaviour towards Angela," Steven clarified. Ethan took a deep breath and smiled. "Thank you." As Steven and Ethan continued their conversation, Steven felt pleased with their camaraderie, as he was eager to set his plans in motion. However, he recognised that acting hastily could render him the prime suspect, so he decided to heed his sister's advice and proceed with caution. After finishing work, Ethan returned home and found Angela asleep. "It appears she has been crying," Ethan remarked softly. He gently kissed her, causing her to awaken and embrace him. "Welcome home, my love," Angela said. "Thank you, my love. How are you this evening?" Ethan inquired. "I am well. I was lost in thought and then fell asleep," Angela replied. "Hmm, I trust you were not crying?" Ethan quickly asked. "Not at al

to your seniority as a banker; otherwise, I would have given you a taste of your own medicine as well,” Anna retorted. Upon hearing this, Ethan seized her arm tightly, his frustration mounting as he shouted, “Oh, just try me and see! I dare you!” “Ethan, let go; you are hurting me!” Anna screamed. Ethan then released her arm, pushed her aside, and walked away. Anna swiftly went to report Ethan to the bank manager. “Sir, I experienced a minor issue with one of our cleaners, Angela, and for some reason, Ethan confronted me,” Anna reported. “Is that so? What transpired that led to your altercation with Angela this morning?” the bank manager inquired. “Well, she accidentally spilled dirt on me and failed to apologise,” Anna explained. “Indeed, and what action did you take when you realised she would not apologise?” the bank manager questioned. “I yelled at her,” Anna admitted. “And while you were yelling at her, did she respond in any way?” the bank manager probed. “Not at all,