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Chapter 22 (A Dire Situation)

Author: Comfort Shettima
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Lyra's POV

Returning home never felt so satisfying. After a refreshing bath, we laughed and chatted into the night, reliving the events of the evening.

The next day slipped into our routine, with George heading off to work while I settled into my artistic recreations and TV watching.

My day took an unexpected turn when the phone rang, echoing through the empty house. With no housekeepers in sight, I reached for the rubber-coated receiver without hesitation.

“Hello,” the voice resounded.

“Oh, Hello Mrs. Elizabeth. Your son is at work right now,” I informed her.

“As it should be. I was hoping to speak with you,” she responded in a stoic tone.

“Okay? Is there a problem?” I inquired politely, sensing an underlying tension in her voice.

“Sonia told me you had an encounter. Do you have any idea who she is?” Mrs. Elizabeth's tone turned sharper.

“Ugh, the lady you want your son to get married to?” I replied, a hint of sarcasm creeping into my voice.

“Exactly! And I still want that. So I'll
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