All Chapters of The Billionaire's Obsession : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The next few weeks we're very hectic ones for Weruche, and she was enjoying every moment. Karis had his her advice and sent out opinion poll to the people of Woodville. The people in the slums had a double vote, that had been very thoughtful of him, since it was the people from her side of the town that needed charity more, but when she and Karis had put together the options, she decided she was going to do a little campaigning on her own before the voting started Karis had asked the people to choose between scholarships and educational grants to skill acquisition and then provision of health facilities. The people in the slums might need charity more, but they were also the most prone to mis-using opportunities. This was one opportunity she wanted utilized. Weruche wondered if it was wrong that she wanted the people to choose education. It actually didn't make sense that you could get enough money to start a petty trade, and then you'd choose to read books instead, but there wa

Brenda was dressed in a strappy spaghetti top that exposed most of her cleavage, fake black leather pants, and she was holding a pair of stilettos she planned to wear. Humming a popular tune, she sat down to wear her heels when Weruche stormed into the house. Surprised, a smile broke out on her face, then it changed to a frown when she saw the look on her friend's face. ''Weruche, are you alright? Is you mother okay?'' She asked worried. ''I should be asking you if you are alright.'' Weruche spat. ''And quit acting like you care about mother when you're busy playing sick mind games that I don't understand.'' Brenda was more confused. ''Weruche are you alright? What has come over you?'' ''This has come over me.'' Weruche fired back, flinging the package at her friend. ''What kind of sick game are you playing Brenda?'' ''I should be asking you that.'' Brenda was finally getting annoyed. ''You come into my house with such an attitude, shouting accusations I don't even understan

Weruche didn't bother to go to her own office when she left Karis'. Somehow, she knew she wasn't going to be missed. Instead, she headed straight to her house. It was a bit off being at home at that time in the morning, her mother had gone out to trade in the local market close by, and her brothers were not around. She thought about visiting Brenda, then she remembered that even her friend wouldn't be home, as she had recently gotten apprenticed to a seamstress. At a loss for what to do, she started pacing her room. Karis' voice kept ringing in her ear, he had asked her to get a pregnancy kit - and then to get back to him. He had no right. He couldn't just sit down and dictate her life to her like he owned her, just because he had money. Everything happening then would not have happened in the first place - she missed, if she hadn't attended his party last year, if she hadn't gotten hypnotized by his eyes, by the very core of his being, then she remembered her mother. She wouldn

Karis Ilobi hated his father's house parties. They were pretentious, but more pretentious were his charity balls were he dressed in his finest and tipped all the press that was present, so that they only published photos of him that had been taken from a good angle, the cameras clicking away while he gave some silly speech about having a deep love for humanity and the burden of the poor being his burden too.And the end of such charity balls, he sat down with his father to count the achievements of the day which had nothing to do with the number of lives they had been able to touch, the success of the ball had only to do with the number of dignitaries that had been in attendance - more support for his father's re-election his father had told him once, and when he had accused him of being a hypocrite, he had snapped. The poor did get the help they needed from his charity balls, who cared about the content of his heart he had said.Karis cared. He cared that his father and his father's

Weruche stared up at the macho security man in shock. The owner of the club had asked her to fly over and meet him in California. She had never been on a plane before, had hardly ever been outside her neighborhood, except to run nefarious errands for her step father, and now this mysterious man who had once shown her mercy wanted her to fly over to meet him. She didn't believe in luck - good luck that is, and she didn't also believe in coincidences. She had the sickening dred that Karis, the owner of the watch she had stolen wanted something from her, and what ever it was, she knew she wouldn't want to give it.''I would call Maria, she's the one that handles these kinds of things'' The man was saying, but Weruche could barely hear him, she was already looking for a way out.''Look ehm... Mr. Tall guy, I'm really sorry I stole your boss's watch, but hey I have returned it.'' She held out her hand to him, still holding the watch. Just take the watch and let me go okay.''Komodo shook h