It was a bright Monday morning, Olima woke up in her bedroom at around 5:30 a.m. She was wearing a light blue night gown, and she rushed out of her bedroom to tidy up the house. As she knew that it was school resumption day and her younger stepsister, Mia Adams, was going back to college,.
Olima swept the whole mansion to make it look clean. Starting from the top floor above and down to the living room downstairs. She swept and mopped everywhere she cleaned before she went outside and swept the entire compound too. Through her work in arranging the living room and entire mansion to look neat, she went into the kitchen to prepare her younger sister's breakfast. She knew that her stepmother and her stepsister would wake up from their sleep. *** Mrs. Gina Adams, a 39-year-old woman, woke up in her bedroom upstairs. It was the first room given to her when she initially got married to Mr. Leo Adams. She yawned and stretched as she sat up carefully on the bed and stared around her bedroom while feeling like the madam of the house again. "Hmm. How time flies," she says as she drops her legs down from the bed and stands up from the bed. She was wearing a long white night gown, and she wore her slippers that were beside the bed, and she knew that it was school resumption day. And her 14-year-old daughter, Mia Adams, was going back to college. The time was 7 a.m. sharp on her room clock. And so she went downstairs to inspect the house and to know if Olima was through with sweeping and mopping the entire mansion to make it look clean. Mrs. Gina stepped downstairs into the living room and stared around. She saw that Olima had cleaned everywhere, and a satisfactory smile curled up her face as she intended to get her revenge by punishing Olima. She walked up to the dining table to have her seat there and to wait for her daughter to step out for her breakfast, just before the school bus would arrive. Just then, Olima stepped out of the kitchen and saw her stepmother in the dining room. Olima stepped out to find out if Mia was through and ready to have her breakfast. And seeing her stepmother in the dining room, Olima quickly greeted the older lady, "Good morning, Ma." Mrs. Gina swiftly turned to face Olima, as her blood boiled hot to hear Olima call her "Mother." She rushed up to meet Olima, and next. She landed Olima a hot, resounding slap on her left cheek. [SLAP!] "How many times have I warned you never to call me mother again in this house? Do I resemble your stupid late mother?" Mrs. Gina questioned Olima angrily as she glared at her. "No, Mother, I mean, Ma," Olima replied as she sobbed, while Mrs. Gina glared at Olima again as she released Olima's shoulder that she had gripped tightly. And she questioned Olima again, "Have you prepared my daughter's breakfast? Or you want Mia to be late for school today?." "No, ma, I have prepared Mia's breakfast," Olima shakily replied, and Mrs. Gina's eyes narrowed at her before she moved away from Olima and sniffed both palms that she had used to hold Olima. Mrs. Gina hated Olima's scent, as Olima smelled like an apple. Mrs. Gina went into the kitchen to wash her hands off Olima's fruity scent, as she felt irritated to be reminded of the late Mrs. Zoe. Olima looked like her late mother and smelled like her late mother's scent too, and Mrs. Gina hated that. Mia was standing on the balcony upstairs, and she saw when her mother had gripped Olima by her shoulders and landed Olima with a hot, resounding slap on her left cheek. As the sound of the hot slap reverberated around the living room and shocked Mia, she just stepped out to walk downstairs. Mia knew that her mother hated Olima, as Olima had enjoyed the luxury of their late parents wealth, and she knew how her late father loved Olima and the late Mrs. Zoe while ditching her own mother away. Mia was wearing a blue school uniform with her white stockings and her black shoes. She was carrying her black school bag on her shoulder. She carefully alighted the living room stairs as she was already going to school, and her school bus would soon arrive. Mia was not ready to say sorry to Olima, so she looked away and walked up to one of the dining room chairs to sit down there and have her breakfast. Mia was a dark-skinned 14-year-old girl, while Olima was light-skinned and 17 years old. Mia also resembles their late father very much, and her mother had told her the whole story of how Olima's mother had begged her then to agree and marry Mr. Leo Adams. Mia had also witnessed how her late father had treated her mother. She was not happy with how her mother was treated inferiorly, while Olima and her late mother were treated like egg yolks. Olima was the apple of their father's eyes. Settling on her dining chair, Mia kept her school bag on the next chair beside her. Her mother stepped out of the kitchen and glared at Olima again. Olima's brown eyes welled up in hot tears, and Mrs. Gina yelled at her, "What do you stand there doing? Haven't you prepared Mia's breakfast yet? My friend, get lost in the kitchen and dish it out now, before I break your head!" Olima quickly ran back into the kitchen and served Mia's breakfast. She didn't want her stepmother to flog her that morning. She sobbed and dished out the delicious noodles and fried eggs onto a red flat plate, placed them on a white tray, and stepped out of the kitchen to serve them on the dining table in front of Mia. Mrs. Gina knew that she had to live with her gruesome sins of killing her best friend and their late husband out of jealousy. Olima resembles her late mother, while Mia also looks like the late Mr. Leo Adams. Mrs. Gina grimaced as she remembered that when Mr. Leo was still alive, he usually fed Mrs. Zoe to her front and pampered Mrs. Zoe too in the dining chair across from her whenever they had their breakfasts and dinners in the dining room before she was sent to live outside the mansion. Mrs. Gina wished that she had peacefully signed the divorce papers and left. When Mr. Leo offered her a divorce, after she first quarreled with Mrs. Zoe, she stubbornly refused to leave, as she loved Mr. Leo so much and wanted him as her husband too. Now she had killed the truck driver to hide her secret for life, as they were living in the Emerson Estate, where the billionaire's family lives. And she was not ready to go to jail yet. Mrs. Gina sighed heavily, and Mia asked her, "Mom, what's the problem?" Mrs. Gina replied, "Nothing, Mia, I am fine. What's Olima still doing in that kitchen? Does she want me to storm into that kitchen and break into her head?" Olima quickly stepped out of the kitchen and walked up to the dining table. She served Mia's breakfast while Mia adjusted her seat closer to the dining table properly, and Olima stood aside, wondering if she could speak to her stepmother about the need for her to resume with her tutorial classes, as she really needed to further her education and to become a nurse. Olima stood beside the dining table, and Mrs. Gina glared at her and asked, "What do you stand there doing again? I thought I asked you to leave here." Olima shuddered in fret and moved backward a little, while Mia continued eating the delicious noodles and eggs on the dining table. Mia knew that she didn't know how to cook, and Olima was forced to learn how to cook by her mother. Olima stopped beside the kitchen door and thought to try her luck and to plead with her stepmother about the need for her to resume with her tutorial classes. She spoke, "Ma, Is there anything about my university entrance examination form that I have spoken to you about?" Mrs. Gina stood up from the dining chair harshly and moved the chair backward as she stepped out of the seat and said, "And I told you that you're not going into any stupid university, Olima! How did you graduate as the best in your class and pass your examinations when you could not understand simple English at home? Just get out of my sight now, before I give you another slap!" Mrs. Gina warned, and Olima quickly ran away towards the kitchen door and stopped.Olima paused at the kitchen door, as she didn't want to give up on trying to beg her stepmother. She had graduated as the best in her school, and if she had known, she could have accepted the school scholarship program that was offered to her then. But she thought her father had better plans for her. She turned and begged Mrs. Gina again, "Please, Ma, I really need to write the university entrance examination to gain admission into any university.” Mrs. Gina growls, “And who will sponsor your school fees, Olima? Did you forget how your loving father kept me and Mia away? Well, in case you've forgotten, let me remind you that the money that I'm using to feed you now is the money that I'm supposed to use to pay the previous old maids that have been sent away. There's no money in this house, and I cannot use my business money to sponsor your education fees at any university. Why am I even explaining all these to you? Just get out of my sight now! Before I break your head!” Mrs.
Olima nervously replied, “No, ma. I've checked the kitchen cupboards, and there's no food there.” Mia frowned as she was hungry, and she asked out, “Why didn't you talk since in the afternoon?” Olima stared from Mia to her mother in shock as she was helping Mia do her assignments from school. Mia was acting nice and friendly with her, but once Mia saw that her mother had arrived home, Mia would change and start acting rudely, like her mother's toxic behavior too. Mrs. Gina sighed, “Hmm, and you sit down here since with Mia and watching the television. Didn't you know that you were supposed to come to my shop at the marketplace to ask for money to refill the house with food and the things that you will be needing in preparing our dinners for tonight, or did you expect us to starve with you this night?" Mrs. Gina glares at Olima in a cold voice. Olima fearfully replied, "No, ma.” Mrs. Gina's eyes narrowed at Olima, and she opened her purse, brought out some new cash notes, and co
Olima finally found a taxi, and she entered the back seat and told the taxi driver her destination, “To the Emerson estate.” The taxi driver replied, “Okay.” He started the car and drove ahead, as Olima was the only one seated in the cab and arriving at the Emerson Housing Estate gate entrance. The taxi stopped while Olima paid for her ride before she alighted from the taxi and rushed into the estate gate, running home speedily. The estate security men stared at Olima and wondered what was chasing her again with her running home as they knew her. One of the estate men said, “She's a gorgeous young lady and mostly runs about on errands after her parents were gone.” The others kept quiet and continued with their jobs, as there were four security men there. Olima finally arrived home in front of her late father's mansion gate, and she banged heavily on the gate, calling out to Nathan. Nathaniel quickly approached the gate from within, pulled the small gate open, and asked her, “
Nathan dragged Olima outside from the mansion, and she sobbed and begged him, "Please, sir, don't throw me out. I don't have anywhere to go either. Please, Nathan." Olima cried, and Nathan replied, "I'm sorry, small madam, but I cannot help you now. You have to leave this house." Nathan was also worried, as he didn't know what Olima had done. He had seen her when she returned home and ran back speedily into the house, and now she was sobbing heavily, and Mrs. Gina ordered him to throw her outside. Olima begged, "Please don't throw me out. This is my father's house. I don't have anywhere else to go, please." Nathan let go of Olima's hands and raked his short black hair on his head in frustration. He is a dark-skinned man and was off-average in height too. Mrs. Gina stepped out of the mansion and questioned, "Nathan! Is that witch still outside there?." Nathan stared at Olima in fret and pulled the gate open as he replied, "No, madam. I have sent her outside." Nathan wasn't
Justin stared at Jesse's face in the strip-club parking lot, and, after a while of contemplation, he said, "You remember the pretty lady that we saw earlier when we were living on the estate today?." Jesse smiled and replied, "Yes, you mean the young lady that ran away from you when you tried to approach her?." Justin glared at Jesse, but Jesse laughed out and apologized, "Forgive me, boss." Justin yelled, "Justin! How many times do I have to remind you to stop calling me boss?." Justin never liked it when Jesse tried to maintain the master-to-servant relationship between them. Jesse apologized, "I'm sorry, Justin, but you know that your father will be angry with me if he finds out that I am being friends with you and also calling you by your name." Justin replied, "I know, and that's why I want you to be calling me by my name, especially when we are not at home and in public places like this. To reduce other people's eyes on me." Jesse agreed. "Okay, Justin.". Justin sighed f
Jesse's eyes also widened in shock as he saw Olima's face and knew that she was the same young lady that Justin was asking him off earlier when they were still at the club, but now she looks so battered than when he earlier saw her. Jesse couldn't believe that she was the one, and Justin was seriously worrying about her too. Olima was still unable to speak about who had hurt her as she cried and begged Justin, "Please, sir, help me get to the estate gate?." Justin asked her, "Why?." He held her left hand closely, as he didn't want her to run away from him again, but his phone continued ringing out in his black suit trouser side pocket. Jesse's phone also rang out, and Justin knew that his parents were the ones calling him. Even though they acted blindly toward him sometimes, his mother still always called him to know where he was and if he was alright. Justin said, "Wait first." He immediately took out his phone from his trouser side pocket, and at the same time, Jesse's phone w
Justin's car finally drove into the garage and parked. He stepped down from his car first and saw his mother standing at the mansion frontage and staring at him too as he walked over to the second side of the car and assisted the young lady in stepping down from his car. Mrs. Juliet was wearing a red long rosy nightgown and hearing the sound of her son's car arriving in their compound and parking in their garage. She immediately rushed out to have a peek at who had arrived, and seeing it was Justin made her relieved. Her husband had traveled abroad for a business trip to other states where he owned other mega houses as well, and she knew that he usually cheated on her, even more than Justin. Her husband, named Mr. Emerson Robert, kept his promiscuous lifestyle a secret, thinking she wouldn't know. She had seen a lot of photos and videos of him with some shameless young ladies who were proud to host her husband in their beds. Despite knowing that he was a married man and a billionai
Justin walked into the living room with his mother, but Mrs. Juliet wasn't in a good mood at all and she questioned him, "Son, just take a look at the time. You're just arriving home now. It's after 12 am in the midnight!" Mrs. Juliet ranted, and Justin rather apologized to his mother, "I'm sorry, Mom. I saw her on the road, and I couldn't just drive past her." "Why, son? We have the estate security agency to help her out, and now with you bringing her here, that will prolong the matter and warrant more questioning and explanations. What if that young lady did something more terrible in her family home or killed someone there, and you shamelessly brought her here to us, to implicate us too?" Mrs. Juliet roared out her frustration at Justin. "No, mother! She's innocent and cannot hurt a fly," Justin said, and his mother shook her head as her black eyes narrowed at her handsome son. "Okay. It's already late now, and I want to go and sleep. Tomorrow, I want you to take her away from h