Jason* "Congratulations, I'll be launching the playground tomorrow. The children will be allowed to play as soon as that has been done." I told Dr. Garvey, the owner of a private orphanage located at the heart of the state. From time to time, I made sure I made donations to the orphanage. Last month, the sum of two million dollars was being credited into their account for the welfare of the orphans, it was more like giving a complimentary support to encourage him. "Thank you so much, you are such a good man." His lips twitched into a broad smile, it revealed how excited he was. "And you too, this whole responsibility is vested in you, Mr. Garvey. You are in charge here and you deserve this," I remarked. "I can't wait to see the children playing happily during leisure and also, I'm grateful for the donation of reading materials to the school, your goodness rings in our hearts, Mr. Jason." "It's a pleasure, Goodman." We shook hands and he walked out of my office. I was about to
Jason* "Yes, may I know you?" I asked an unfamiliar lady, my guards stood around her to keep her away from proceeding further. She was somewhat lean, flat-chested with heavy makeup. Her appearance reminded me of a certain stripper I saw at a club. She smiled often revealing her diastema, her eyes walked over my body constantly. "I'm Aurora, the daughter of the former most famous Artist in the state. I lied about wanting to expose a secret, sir. I just wanted to meet with you. I'm interested in serving Mrs. Laura as her maid." "You must be insane! Do I look like a kid to you?" She fell to her knees and began begging. "I thought it was the only way I will be permitted to meet with you." She said with pitiful eyes. "Oscar! Throw this nincompoop outside the gate." I thought about saying that but I decided to be calm, today was my happy day. "This is my house, not Mrs. Laura's. You may leave now, good luck to you at Mrs. Laura's." I said without trying to be compassionate but my
Jasmine* "I'm afraid Lilian, I may not be considered for the job," I said to Lilian who was slicing green vegetables into a tray. She paused and examined me before walking down to where I was seated. "You must be optimistic at all times dear, you are a winner and I know that." She squatted beside me and took my hand. "Don't worry about anything." She got up and went away to finish slicing the veggies. "A certain Aurora poured dirt on my dress and later on she turned up for the interview." "Did you fight her?" "No, I didn't have to." "What the fuck? How could you let her go away with that? I wouldn't let anyone step on my toe and get away with it, never!" Lilian gritted. "I will learn your ways soon." I smiled and stopped immediately when the doorbell rang. "Don't worry, I'll go to the door," I said to Lilian. I dropped a novel I was reading on the seat and walked up to the door. Immediately after I opened up, a blinding slap landed on my right cheek. "You moron! Do I need to
Jasmine* "Yeah! I'll sew a pretty apron for you, you are getting this job at once. I trust your meals." Lilian expressed happily after giving me a thousand hugs. "I'll be the happiest person alive." "Wow, this is good news, that kind I love to hear. Now listen, sister, try your best to capture Mrs. Laura's interest okay?" "Is it about Mrs. Laura? No, her son will be there, he will have to taste our meals and make his decision. "Her son?" Lilian asked fearfully, she turned around and backed me. She looked into the distance and rolled her eyes left and then right. "I believe you will get the job." She said this time without confidence, she said it as though she was supposed to say something positive and then I feared for myself. Should I begin to prepare by going into the kitchen to try out different recipes? How about checking g****e for clues? Now, I wished Mrs. Laura had said in her mail, the kind of food we would be asked to prepare. I must win this. Why did Lilian suddenly c
"Are you dumb? Answer my question now!" Mrs. Smith hurled at Jasmine. "No ma." She shivered at the thought of having Mrs. Smith's hands over her face again so she braced up. Most times, she had always wanted to confront her as an equal, but end up doing things differently when she thought about Lilian. "She didn't mean what you heard." Mr. Bryan tried to defend her daughter. She ignored him and turned to Jasmine who was now standing as sitting on the seat would even make matters worse. "Your father has married me little beauty." Jasmine loved that she knew she was a beauty, she kept a fixed gaze at Mrs. Smith letting her eyes trail off from her face would mean receiving an unexpected slap. "I'll always be here for as long as I live, so I advise that you get that into your dumb head. With that said goodnight barbie." *** Jasmine* Today, I would be cooking for Mrs. Laura's son, afterwards, he would choose whose food he loved best. I said a few words of prayer as I set out to
Jason* "Have you picked up my cell phones, Oscar?" "Yes, you have a call, sir." "Is it a business number? If yes, decline the call, it's the weekend." "Alright, sir." I walked into my father's house and seeing the guards dressed in their uniforms excited me. What is this setting all about? What is my mom up to? Why all these canopies and decorations? I was thinking it was about picking a worthy maid, but what is this about? I wondered as I walked into the house. I walked straight to my room and wished that Oliver was in here with me. I would have had her pinned to this bed and hammered her senses out, oops does she have senses? I guess not. "Good, you guys can leave me now," I told my guards before sinking into the cushion. Beyond my expectation, Michelle stepped in, wearing her usual smile to meet me. She still had her uniform on. What the fuck? "Welcome Mr. Jason, what do I offer you?" If I was expecting her to step in and greet me which I wasn't, I didn't expect that s
Jason* "You?" I asked with disappointment. She rolled her eyes at mom and the maid at the doorpost and then back to me who was glaring at her. "Murderer, what's your name?" "Aurora, sir." "Take your shameful self out of this premises before I get physical with you immediately!" "It's okay son, please." Mom pleaded. The girl disappeared before I was done. Jasmine*"I have been rejected, good luck guys." The girl who had been after my life said as she walked passed us. I watched as she walked sadly, paused at the gate, and turned around to have a last look at the beautiful buildings behind her before stepping out through the gate. "Please who's the number sixth person?" A certain maid asked beaming. "Me." I raised my hand in the air. "Please come with me." While we walked through the rooms in the house I paused out of shock as I found a magnificent photo hung on the wall. "Hello, Miss. Who's the person in the photo?" I asked the maid who quickly responded. "This is Mr. Jas
Mrs. Laura* I know how stubborn Jason would be as regards choosing a wife for himself, was I wrong to have come up with such a strategy? I guess not. My only fear would be Jasmine not accepting to marry my son but every lady would want to be with my son. His only flaw was his bad temper. "I'm afraid to be married to that lady, mom." He said feeling worried. "Don't be scared, she told me she's got a father and a stepmother, we could bargain a price with them after saying our intention. I'm certain that she will be excited about this, let's do this ASAP son." "I think it's a good idea mom." "Sure it is." I nodded. "I could just buy her off, pay her parents a handsome amount of money they won't refuse me. And by tomorrow, we are married, afterwards, I go ahead to secure the agency." As soon as my son was done talking, I hugged him and patted him on his back. "You are smart, that's just what you will do." "It will be a marriage bounded by a contract mom." "What? But why?" "I h