CHAPTER 4

"No, ma. I checked the kitchen, and there's no foodstuff left," Olima replied. Mia frowned as she was hungry and questioned, "Why didn’t you speak earlier?"

Olima stared from Mia to Mrs. Gina in shock. She had helped Mia with her assignments, and Mia had been nice and friendly with her. But once Mrs. Gina arrived home and Mia saw her mother had returned, Mia would switch to her mother's toxic behavior.

"Hmm, and you sat here with Mia watching television. Didn't you know you should've come to my shop to ask for money to refill the house with foodstuffs and the things you need to prepare our dinners for tonight? Or did you actually expect us to starve with you this night?" Mrs. Gina questioned with a cold glare. Olima replied, "No, mother, I mean ma..."

Mrs. Gina opened her purse and brought out some bundles of money. She counted it and said, "Here's 10,000 naira. Before I go upstairs, take my bath, and come down, make sure you've already gone to the market nearby and bought all the ingredients to prepare vegetable soup with semovita, else..." Mrs. Gina's eyes burned at Olima again. She dropped the money on the center table and immediately took the stairs, heading back upstairs to her bedroom.

Olima immediately rushed into the kitchen, knowing her stepmother wasn’t joking. She searched all the kitchen containers to determine the actual ingredients she needed to prepare the vegetable soup. She hurriedly rushed out from the kitchen, picked up the money from the center table, and left the house, hearing Mia subtly laughing at her as she darted out as if she were being chased.

Nathan stood up immediately as he saw Olima rushing to the gate, holding a black polythene bag to her chest while dressed in a light blue gown. Nathan immediately asked her, "Where are you rushing to, small madam?"

"Open the gates!" Olima screamed, and Nathan knew Olima was sent on an errand again, as she usually ran out of the house.

Nathan opened the gate, and Olima rushed out like a madwoman. She was almost knocked down by a red car driving out to exit the estate street. The red car driver cursed at her, "Stupid lady! Where are you rushing to like that?"

Olima ignored the expensive red car driver cursing after her as she rushed out to the beautiful estate street, continuing to run up to the estate gate to head to the market.

Inside the sleek red car sat a young, handsome black man whose billionaire parents wanted him to take over their multimillion-dollar empire and real estate businesses, as his father was known for selling houses to top billionaires in their town.

Justin Robert is a dark-skinned, handsome guy, 21 years of age. His heart flew to his lungs as he saw his car almost hit the silly lady running out from her home. As he was aware that only billionaire families lived in the estate.

With the sunset, as his car drove past her, heading to one of his fine hangout places, the clubhouse, where he avoided business topics. Justin didn't find anything related to business interesting except his drawings, watching movies in his room, hanging out with hot ladies, who were ready to get down in bed with him, and pleasuring him as hot as he wanted.

Justin felt his member harden as he saw how pretty the young lady looked, running carelessly without minding how her big boobs and buttocks bounced with her fast running.

Unable to see all that goodies and look away, as Jesse drove the red car past her, Justin ordered, "Stop the car."

"Boss..." Jesse was taken aback by surprise at his young master's order, and he gulped, replying, "Copy that, Boss."

Justin was wearing a red long-sleeve shirt and black trousers, alongside sparkling black shoes. He's breathtakingly handsome and ensures he takes care of his looks, knowing first impressions matter.

Olima continued running upwards to exit the estate gate as night approached fast, knowing her stepmother would punish her if she didn't return home early to prepare their dinner on time.

"Boss, do you need anything?" the 30-year-old impatient Jesse Andrew asked, wearing a white shirt and black trousers too.

"No, wait here," Justin replied, nervous, seeing the pretty young lady running up to his car to exit the estate gate as well.

Justin was used to ladies throwing themselves at him. Now he had to throw himself at the pretty young lady he was seeing again, having seen her numerous times before, but refraining from approaching her. As he was aware that her family were likely comprised billionaires too.

Olima didn't have time to go upstairs to change her light blue gown, which provocatively showcased her figure, as she slowly approached the red car after seeing the red car from earlier had stopped ahead of her. 

She remembered the driver previously cursed her, and the side door opened.

Olima thought the driver or passenger in the red car wanted to step down and scold her for her foolish action of running out into the estate street like a madwoman, neglecting to watch if any car was coming.

However, a tall, dark-skinned handsome young man who stepped down from the flashy red car spoke to her, "Hi."

Olima froze on the spot, staring at the tall man in front of her.

"No... excuse me," Olima shook her head as she met Justin's desirous gaze. Before Justin could say "Wait," Olima immediately ran past him, speeding up her pace toward the exit gate of the estate street.

"Damn it!" Justin cursed, as Jesse only smiled in the car, having observed Olima's reaction through the driver's seat side mirror.

Justin frustratingly sat back in the car and ordered Jesse, "Start the car."

"Alright, boss," Jesse replied. He waited for Justin to hook his seatbelt properly before starting the red car's engine and driving off.

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Olima's heart was still beating rapidly in her chest as she exited the estate gate and got into a taxi. She breathed out in relief, wondering what the young man wanted from her, as she didn't know him.

She calculated all the soup ingredients she would buy from the nearby local market, knowing the main market would have closed. However, she could still get some foodstuffs from some local foodstuff sellers along the road.

Olima arrived at the market area, paid for her taxi f*e, and rushed towards one of the roadside market sellers, buying all the ingredients needed to prepare the delicious vegetable soup. She had only learned to cook five months ago and wasn't very good at it, but it was still manageable.

Olima never used to cook when her mother was alive, and learning all that now in her mother’s absence made her gulp as she paid for all the items and vegetables she bought. Before she could finish her purchases from the roadside sellers, night had fallen, and Olima frowned, knowing her stepmother would complain.

Olima totally forgot to ask her stepmother for money earlier, because she was helping Mia with her school assignments. She completely forgot to visit her stepmother’s shop, where Mrs. Gina sold feminine wear, since Mrs. Gina owned a boutique.

Olima stood waiting for a taxi to arrive, yet no cabs were available to take her home while the night continued to fall.