4_ Meeting Justin

Olima responded with unease, "No, ma'am. I've searched the kitchen cupboards and there's no food in sight."

Mia's face contorted with hunger, and she inquired, "Why have you been so silent all this time?"

Olima looked on in disbelief as she assisted Mia with her school assignments. Mia's demeanor quickly changed when she spotted her mother walking through the door. Mia would adopt and mirror her mother's toxic behavior, acting rudely as well.

Mrs. Gina let out a sigh, "Hmm, and you can just sit down here with Mia and watch the television. Did you forget to come to my shop at the marketplace to ask for money to restock the house with food and prepare dinner for tonight? Or did you expect us to go hungry?"

Mrs. Gina fixes a piercing gaze on Olima, her voice devoid of warmth.

Olima replied with a hint of fear, "No, ma'am."

Mrs. Gina's gaze intensified as she focused on Olima. She swiftly retrieved a stack of fresh bills from her purse and meticulously counted them.

She handed over a stack of cash, saying, "Here's #10,000. Before I head upstairs to my room, I'll freshen up with a bath and then come back downstairs. Make sure you start preparing the vegetable soup with semolina tonight. You should have already visited the nearby market and bought all the necessary soup ingredients. Or else!..."

Mrs. Gina glared at Olima with fiery intensity as she placed the 10k cash on the living room center table and made her way upstairs to her bedroom.

Olima hurriedly entered the kitchen ahead of everyone else, fully aware that her stepmother was dead serious about her threat.

She rummages through the kitchen cupboards, meticulously gathering all the kitchen containers to determine the remaining ingredients and make a shopping list for the vegetable soup.

Olima quickly emerges from the kitchen and grabs the 10k cash from the center table in the living room. She hastily exits the house, overhearing Mia's subtle laughter at her hurried departure, as if she had just sprinted out like a madwoman or someone being chased.

Nathan quickly rose from the stool next to the gate house when he spotted Olima hurrying out, clutching a black polythene bag to her chest. She was dressed in a light blue gown and wore black slippers.

Nathan inquired, "And where are you hurrying off to, my dear?"

Olima urgently shouted, "Sir, please open the gates! I'm sorry, but I don't have time to explain."

Nathan was well aware of Olima's tendency to hastily leave whenever Mrs. Gina assigned her another task.

He opened the smaller gate and Olima immediately rushed out from their compound and into the estate road with great urgency.

Olima was nearly knocked down by a red car, racing out onto the road and sprinting towards the estate gate with an intense urgency.

The red car was seen driving out along the estate street and exiting the estate road.

The driver of the red car angrily shouted at Olima, "Hey! Unfortunate individual! Be more mindful of your surroundings in the future, okay?"

Olima remained unfazed by the angry driver in the red flashy car as she pressed on, determined to reach the estate exit gate that lay ahead.

Unaware of anyone's gaze, Olima sprinted towards the estate gate, determined to make it past the security guards and reach the nearby local market before it closed.

Justin Robert, a young and handsome black man, was seated inside the vibrant red car. At just 21 years old, his parents had high hopes for him to inherit their vast empire and successful real estate business.

His father is the true proprietor of the estate and is responsible for selling the lands and houses to other affluent individuals in their city.

Justin is a man with a rich complexion, incredibly attractive, and towering in height. His heart raced as he witnessed the sight of the beautiful young woman darting out into the road.

He couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty, searching for the perfect opportunity to invite her on a date.

Unbeknownst to him, the house she lived in turned out to be her family's. He had often seen her along his usual route and had always wondered where she resided.

In addition, he was aware that his father's estate, known as "Emerson Housing Estate," was primarily occupied by the billionaire's family.

As the sun set and the moon illuminated the sky, Justin's car glided past Olima on his way to one of his favorite hangout spots, The clubhouse.

Justin had a strong aversion to business-related topics and found nothing remotely intriguing about the world of commerce. Aside from his drawings, he enjoyed watching movies and spending time with attractive women who were willing to fulfill his desires.

Justin couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement when he laid eyes on Olima once more.

Observing her graceful stride as she hurried towards the estate exit gate, it was evident that she paid no attention to the way her figure moved with each step.

Justin felt a rush of excitement as he couldn't help but notice the impressive humongous shape that Olima was effortlessly carrying. He couldn't tear his eyes away, completely captivated by her.

He desired to approach her and inquire about going out with him, even as Jesse drove the red car past her. Justin commanded Jesse to halt the car.

Jesse was surprised by Justin's request, and he inquired, "What should I do, boss?"

Justin said, "Please halt the vehicle."

Jesse nervously responded, "Alright, I'll do it."

Jesse served as Justin's personal driver and also provided security as his bodyguard.

Justin looked incredibly dashing in his red long sleeve shirt, black trousers, and black shoes. It was clear that he always made an effort to take care of his appearance.

He understood the importance of making a good first impression, so he eagerly planned to ask Olima out as his car pulled up in front of her.

Olima abruptly halted her sprint towards the estate exit gate when she noticed the red car, which had previously shouted at her, parked just ahead.

Curiosity filled her mind as she pondered the sudden halt of the car, fully aware of the driver's angry outburst.

'Was the car driver trying to scold me again?' Olima pondered.

Meanwhile, Jesse glanced over his shoulder and inquired of Justin, "Boss, is there anything you need?"

Jesse Andrew, a 30-year-old man, serves as both Justin's driver and personal bodyguard. He was dressed in a white shirt, black pants, and white boots.

Justin responded, "Sorry Jesse, but please wait here for a moment."

Justin felt a surge of anxiety when he noticed Olima had come to a halt. He was filled with anxiety as it was his inaugural attempt at asking a lady out. He was accustomed to being pursued by young women, but now he found himself pursuing the attractive young lady he had encountered on multiple occasions.

Similarly, Justin had encountered her on numerous occasions, yet he hesitated to approach her, aware that her father was also a wealthy individual in their community...

Olima wasn't able to return upstairs to her room and change her light blue gown, which was quite revealing and accentuated her figure.

She sauntered towards the estate road, her curiosity piqued by the sudden halt of the red car.

As the side door of the red car swung open, a pair of black shoes gracefully descended.

Olima felt a surge of fear as she considered the possibility that the car owner might genuinely scold her. She couldn't help but feel foolish for carelessly darting out into the road without even glancing to see if any cars were approaching.

As she watched, a strikingly attractive man with a deep complexion emerged from the vibrant red car. He greeted her with a friendly "Hi."

Olima stood frozen, her gaze fixed on the imposing figure before her.

She responded to him, "No... Excuse me, sir."

Olima swiftly fled, shaking her head to indicate her refusal. She hurriedly passed by him, aware of the intense look he had given her.

Right before Justin had a chance to utter a word,

Olima had already fled, sprinting even faster than before towards the exit gate of the estate.

As she made her way out of the estate gate, she hurriedly flagged down a cab.

Justin exclaimed, "Oh no!"

Jesse couldn't help but grin as he watched Olima sprint past Justin, remembering her earlier reaction when Justin emerged from the car.

Justin entered his car with a sense of annoyance and settled into the back seat. He commanded Jesse to "start the car."

Jesse responded with a compliant tone, saying, "Alright boss."

Jesse patiently waited for Justin to secure his seatbelt, then smoothly started the car, ignited the engine, and drove off...

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Olima's heart continued to pound in her chest long after she had left the estate gate.

She patiently waited for a Taxi to transport her to the nearby local market. As she exhaled, a sense of relief washed over her, leaving her curious about the intentions of the attractive gentleman approaching her.

Olima had no prior acquaintance with him, and was eagerly anticipating what he had to say.

In addition, she swiftly tallied up the soup ingredients she needed to purchase from the nearby local market, fully aware that the main market would have already shut down.

She was aware that she could find some food items to purchase from the vendors along the road. She hailed a taxi and eventually reached the local market area.

Olima gracefully exited the taxi, graciously compensating the driver for her journey. With a sense of urgency, she hurried towards a local market vendor to procure all the necessary ingredients for her delectable vegetable soup.

She was aware that she had only recently picked up cooking skills, following the loss of her parents five months ago. While she wasn't an expert in the kitchen, she was able to handle it.

Olima had never cooked before when her mother was still alive, relying on their cook for meals. However, since her mother's passing, she had to learn how to prepare food herself.

She swiftly settled the payment with the seller for the soup ingredients and vegetables she had purchased, making sure to gather everything she had bought.

As darkness descended, Olima couldn't help but frown, fully aware of her stepmother's impending complaints.

She completely neglected to ask her stepmother for money earlier in the morning when Mia was heading to school. She was desperately pleading with her stepmother about the importance of resuming her tutorial classes.

And in the afternoon, she completely forgot to go to her stepmother's shop because she was busy assisting Mia with her school assignments.

Olima was aware of her stepmother's business in selling feminine clothing. She patiently stood by the road, eagerly anticipating the arrival of a taxi to take her back home.