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2024-10-29 19:42:56Abiola Adejare gave her husband a warm, welcoming hug as he entered their private living room.
"Welcome, Otunba," she greeted as she took in his unsmiling demeanor.
Chief Adejare collapsed tiredly on one of the plush leather sofas in the room and closed his eyes as his wife knelt on the seat near him and smoothed his brows for him.
He heard the sound of a knock at the door.
"Enter," his wife commanded.
Chief Adejare turned his head slightly as a uniformed maid entered with a tray of fruit drink and an ice pack. She genuflected to him and his wife respectfully as she placed the tray of drink on a side stool that his wife pointed to.
The maid soon left after being given some instructions by her madam.
Abiola brought the drink to her husband and made him drink it from off her hand.
"E pele, oko mi, take
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Abiola Adejare entered her husband's study. It was dark and poorly illuminated as the blinds were not drawn and her husband had not bothered to turn on the lights. Soft jazz music filled the room, making it romantically enticing."Don't switch on the lights," her husband's terse voice instructed."Otunba!" Abiola cried as she walked hastily to where her husband sat at his desk, a glass of alcoholic drink in his hand. She pried the drink out of his hand and put it on the desk as she knelt before her husband, her head on his laps, sobbing."Otunba, not again! Please think of me too!" she wailed as the tears fell freely now.Chief Adejare laughed softly as he brushed his wife's head placed on his laps, lightly. He bent down to look into her wet, beautiful face as he smiled at her. "I haven't come to drink myself into a stupor, my dear wife. I have come to take account of my life, my love!" he said
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Chief Adejare surveyed his son from where he sat opposite him, trying unsuccessfully to hide his unease from his father's ever watchful eyes.Chief Adejare had sent for his son, Dapo that day, using the opportunity of his wife's short absence to have a heart-to-heart talk with his only child, who, sadly, was not following in his father's legacy.He had instructed their chef to make one of Dapo's favourite dishes of spaghetti risotto served with succulently spiced goat meat, just like Dapo liked it. He had topped it up with a chilled bottle of non-alcoholic wine.Dapo had been pleasantly surprised when he sat at table with his father. Only his mother could have taken such great troubles to put a smile on his face like this but she was far away in Ilesa, their hometown, making preparations with the members of their families for his forthcoming wedding ceremony.Dapo's tongue had been loosened by the hearty meal and he had chatted on rather unguardedly with his father in the course of the
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Ego walked briskly to the reception, where the receptionist had a caller on hold for her. As she made her way downstairs to receive the impromptu call, she wondered at the urgency of the call and was surprised that her boss could have allowed her to even pick the call in the first place. The top executives in her company were in the middle of a tough deliberation as regards the recent relocation of some sensitive equipment to their sister factory and the government officials treating the issue were trying to act smart. She gave Amanda, the receptionist a brief smile as she picked up the receiver on the large semi-circular desk that took up half of the floor space. She turned her back discreetly at the young lady at the desk as she spoke into the phone.
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