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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Lordshola: 10:48am On Aug 18, 2017|
Both of them are immature and they are yet to set their priority right. My opinion tho.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 4:15pm On Aug 18, 2017|
What is the name of your blog?
Can you drop your number and we will discuss better on this?
Thank you for your interest.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 4:16pm On Aug 18, 2017|
Thank you. I love your opinon.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Freebiees: 5:56pm On Aug 18, 2017|
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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by seuncyber(m): 9:04pm On Aug 23, 2017|
Nice one more update
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by seuncyber(m): 2:13pm On Aug 24, 2017|
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 4:29pm On Aug 24, 2017|
TWIST OF FATE: #16
Bella had been back from work for the past few hours but she felt physically and emotionally drained out. She laid on her back in bed in her office dress, staring at the ceiling and lost in thought.
She wished she could talk to Andrew but after calling him several times and sending him several messages without a response from him, she had stopped trying. It was almost a month since the last time they saw each other and she missed him as if a physical part of her was missing. She sighed heavily.
Her once close-knit family was splitting apart. Aliyah had been acting like a stranger in the house since their mother's revelation a few weeks ago, she kept to herself most of the time and refused to mingle with the family.
Maria was almost always with their mother whenever they were both in the house. Their father had become invisible. Damn you, mother, for breaking us up like this. She thought angrily and bitterly.
Her phone rang noisily and it jutted her out of her reverie. It was Joseph Coker. She was smiling when she picked the call.
"Hi, Joe." She grinned.
"How are you, my sweetheart? You are breaking my heart. What have I done to deserve this kind of treatment from you? You have not seen me in weeks and you didn't bother asking after me?" He asked in a mournful voice.
"I am sorry. I thought you are out of the country?" She sat up in bed.
"How will you know if I am back when you have not bothered to check on me? Anyway, where are you?' He asked with a smile.
"I am home. I just got back from work." She bent to remove her shoes.
"It is Friday night. What are you doing at home? Meet me at the Shadow Bar at Tanke Junction. I will be expecting you." He tapped the red button.
Bella strolled into the bar twenty minutes later and slowed down when she saw Andrew at Joseph's table. She straightened her shoulder, schooled her expression and moved forward.
Andrew was about to raise the wine to his lips when he turned his head and saw her approaching. He dropped the wine glass and got to his feet.
"Hi." She greeted politely. He drew her into his embrace and enfolded her in a warm, long, hug.
"I miss you." He murmured against her throat. Tears filled her eyes as she stared at Joseph in amazement.
"Thank you." She mouthed at him. He winked at her and sipped his wine.
"I miss you too. Thank you for forgiving me." She drew back and cupped his cheek.
"You are welcome." He smiled as he placed his lips on hers. He stared into her eyes as his lips rubbed against hers without pressure. Her burdens seemed to drain away and she smiled.
"I love you. Don't ever doubt that." She murmured as she rubbed her hands over his back.
"We will be alright. What is wrong with you? You look sad." Andrew asked quietly as he drew her to his side.
"Hey, Bella. You know you should dump this idiot." He grinned as he stood up and pulled her to his side for a quick hug.
"You know I don't make idle threat, dog." Andrew sat down with a lazy grin.
"Ignore him. Run away with this man that will treat you like a special woman that you are." He smirked at Andrew as he reached under his table and gave her a colorful gift nylon.
"You brought a gift for me?" Bella asked in excitement as she tore through the nylon. She brought out a box of Amedei Porcelana chocolate, a pink teddy bear, and a Slim, Gold, Swiss wrist watch.
"I love it. Thank you." She flew into his arms and hugged him tightly.
"You are welcome, dear. Forgive the ass-hole. He has truly suffered but his ego and pride will not allow him to rest." Joseph whispered against her throat.
"Joe, release that girl before I have to kill you." Andrew told him.
Tears filled her eyes and she squeezed him affectionately.
"Thank you. I love you." She grinned as she kissed him on both cheeks.
"God save your ass. Go away and find your own woman abeg." Andrew waved him away as he pulled her down on the seat beside him.
"Love is blind. Let me go and check out that chocolate beauty over there." He picked up the wine and his wine glass, winked at them and moved to another table that was occupied by a lady.
"You are lucky. He is such a good man. He looks out for you all the time." She murmured quietly.
"I know. We may not be related by blood but he is the only brother I ever have. What is happening to you? I think we should just leave this environment." He shoots a message to Joseph via his WhatsApp. "Let's start going." He picked up her gift nylon, took her hand and walked out of the bar.
Titilola was watching musical video in her room when the door opened abruptly and Patricia came in.
"What the hell do you think you are doing? What were you doing in that woman's shop? Don't even bother denying it" Patricia screamed at her.
She clicked off the T.V and faced her mother.
"I have no intention of denying anything. I am an adult and I have the right to make friends with whoever I like. Your spies have been at work, isn't it?" She put her hand on her hip in a challengingly.
"Don't you have any shame? So you choose to be friends with your father's concubine?" Patricia asked scathingly.
"She is his legal wife, mother. We both know that. They have gotten married long before you and I came into the picture. I find out that she is a warm and wonderful woman. She took her time to welcome me because she loves Dad." She paused meaningfully as she looked her mother in the eyes. "I can't say the same about you." She ended finally.
"What do you mean by that rude statement?" Patricia glared at her daughter.
"What were you doing in that hotel with that man?" She asked coldly.
"What are you talking about? What the hell are you doing in a hotel?" Patricia was almost shouting.
Titilola gave her a scornful look before reaching for her phone, scrolling through it and gave it to her. It was a video recording. She sat down on her bed and watched her mother's reaction. Patricia's hand shook once before she stared down at the clear images moving on the screen.
"You can delete it if you want. I have copies on my flash drive." She shrugged as she laid on the bed and crossed her legs at the ankle. "I was already in the lobby when he walked in. I remember thinking what a cute man he was for someone of his age. He ordered for champagne and was obviously waiting for someone as he kept checking his time. I was curious to know who his partner was going to be. You can imagine my shock when my mother joined him a few minutes later, blushing and giggling like a school girl." She sat up in anger.
"His hands were all over you, mother. He was practically making love to you in plain sight. I don't have to imagine what happened after you left the lobby with him. How disgusting could that be?" She asked in cold anger.
"How can you do this to me, Titi? What do you intend to gain with this recording? Your father has never had time for me. What do you expect me to do?" Patricia asked in a trembling voice.
"Come off it, Mum. That is not an excuse to cheat on him. Thank your star I have not told him or even decide to take it to Grandma. You know what that means right?" She asked tauntingly. Patricia blanched visibly.
"Good daughters are supposed to support their mothers unconditionally. How can you be so wicked and selfish? What did I do to deserve such treatment from you?" She asked accusingly as tears filled her eyes.
"Have you forgotten I am my mother's daughter? I am as wicked and selfish as you were when I complained to you that your foolish, bastard son abused and defiled my innocence and you did nothing to stop it or protect me. Oh…I have forgotten he is the heir to the Coker dynasty. He is perfect and he can't do anything wrong in your sight." She mimicked bitterly. "You want my support now, mother? You can never have it. Get out of my room." Titilola turned her back on her mother as tears filled her eyes.
"Titi, I am sorry." Patricia began hesitantly.
"Get out, mother, before I say something that we will both regret." Her voice came out, rocksteady, despite the turmoil going on in her mind.
Patricia turned on her feet and walked out grudgingly. Titilola turned her face into the pillow and wept silently.
"Mother, please tell your husband to get those goons off my back. I hate seeing them everywhere I go." Joseph's voice preceded him into the kitchen.
Naomi and Titilola were in the kitchen where Naomi was preparing her favorite Akwa Ibom native soup called Edika Ikong. Titilola stood beside her, watching with interest and wondering how soon she could try it out.
"It is smelling great already. When can I try it on my own? Our cook will not allow me to mess up her kitchen." She asked with a grin, sniffing the aroma.
"I will give you the list of ingredient to get from the market. You can try it the next time you are here. Don't you dare put your hand inside my pot of soup." Naomi warned as if she was reading her mind.
"How did you know I was about to do that?" She asked in surprise.
"You will know when you have raised a child. I will hit your hand with this hot spoon if you try it. Thank your star I am even telling you before I do it." Naomi stated with a little smile. Titilola laughed heartily.
"You are one bad ass mother. He is so lucky to have you." Titilola said wistfully.
"He knows it." Naomi smiled as she reached for her hand and squeezed it affectionately.
Joseph barreled into the kitchen and came to a sudden standstill. His gaze roamed over Titilola with pure masculine interest and he mentally nodded his head in approval.
"Hello, Beautiful." He grinned at her.
"Hi, Handsome." Titilola was amused.
"Titilola is your sister." Naomi raised an eyebrow at him.
"Aww, mum." Joseph felt the sting as if it was a physical slap.
Titilola burst into laughter and laughed till her sides ache.
"Aunt Naomi, you are harsh oo." Titilola smiled as she wiped tears from her eyes.
"You are not nice either, Titi." He gave her a side eye.
"Sorry, bros. I couldn't help it." She grinned at him.
"This should be done now." Naomi opened the pot of soup and stirred it. Steam and aroma rose into the air. Joseph's stomach growled loudly in hunger. Titilola caught his eye and laughed again.
"I will make the Eba, mum." Joseph volunteered as he rolled up his shirt sleeve.
"You can make Eba on your own?" Titilola asked in an incredulous voice as she felt shame rolled over her.
"Come, let's leave him in the kitchen." Naomi took her hand.
"No, I will stay and keep him company. I am a fast learner." She grinned at the older woman.
"No problem, then. Please don't make watery Garri for me." Naomi teased as she removed her apron and hung it as she headed out of the kitchen.
"She is my sister. You can't disgrace me in her presence." Joseph bellowed after his mother. Her amused laughter drifted to them.
"I heard your comment the other time about Daddy's goons following you around. He is only trying to protect you." She told him.
"I understand his need to protect but I don't like the method. There are so many ways to get this done without having some 8-pack idiots trailing in your shadow throughout the day." He frowned as he put the pot of water on the cooker and turned on the heat.
"Well, I am kind of used to it. I pretend as if they do not exist most of the time. How else can that be done?" She asked curiously.
"Mark Zuckerberg was in Nigeria recently. Did you see packs of thugs trailing after him during his short stay in Nigeria?' He gave her a casual glance before bending to retrieve the bucket of gari in the bottom shelf.
"You have been watching too much foreign film. Using security devices and physical thugs have their own pros and cons." She stated with a shrug.
"You may be right but I am not comfortable with it. It is like an invasion of my privacy and I am irritated by it. I will discuss it with him." He insisted stubbornly.
"Well, you can talk to Grandma too as she is usually the architect of everything going on in this family." She shrugged.
"Thank you. I will do that." He flashed her a smile.
"All the securities in the world doesn't protect you against certain things, even right under their noses." She muttered under her breath.
He prepared the Eba in silence and dished it into the warmer.
"I heard that, Titi. We will find the time to talk heart to heart. Right now, let's go and eat one of mother's best delicacy." He put his arm playfully around her shoulder and lifted the warmer with the other hand.
She laughed as she dished the soup into another warmer and followed him out of the kitchen.
In the middle of the sitting room, Olayemi and Naomi were in each other's arms, their lips locked in a deep unhurried kiss.
Titilola' s jaw dropped in complete shock. She had never seen her parent pecked each other, talk less of kissing.
She closed her eyes and tried to interpret what she was feeling. A twinge of envy and loads of happiness for her father.
"Guys, please postpone this until you are both alone. Some people are very hungry here." Joseph didn't spare them a glance as he moved to the dining table.
"I miss you. That meeting with Conoil just dragged on endlessly." Olayemi complained good-naturedly as he broke the kiss.
"I miss you too. You are here now and it yielded a positive outcome. Let's go and eat." Naomi tapped his nose playfully and turned him towards the dining room.
"What are you doing here, Titi?" He asked in amazement.
"I am here to eat dinner." She widened her eyes in exaggerated innocence.
"Dinner?" He croaked in confusion.
Naomi winked at Titilola and the latter laughed as she pulled out a seat.
"Naomi, I don't know what to say. What did I do to deserve you?" He asked as he looked down at her, overwhelmed.
"Well, you probably did the same thing I do to deserve you. It is time for dinner, mister." She grinned as she took his hand and led him to the table.
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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 4:31pm On Aug 24, 2017|
How are you doing?
Tell me how you enjoy this update and how you want me to improve on it,that is apart from posting more regularly.
I look forward to read from you.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by aprilwise(m): 5:08pm On Aug 24, 2017|
I always anticipate ur next update. nice job
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Officialphilz(m): 5:50pm On Aug 24, 2017|
I can't just seem to get enough of this, more ink to your pen..
anticipating next update already
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Shakyroh320(f): 6:03pm On Aug 24, 2017|
it is interesting and got lessons to teach us,more greese to ur elbow
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by seuncyber(m): 6:23pm On Aug 24, 2017|
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by horlah1(f): 8:06pm On Aug 24, 2017|
You are doing a great job sis...
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Gloryejims(f): 9:35pm On Aug 24, 2017|
It's as expected... Interesting...
Keep it up...
But what of Joseph's baby
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by ayaobaidowu: 10:12pm On Aug 24, 2017|
Well done sis, u are doing a great job love Ur story.... More mb to Ur phone.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 11:18am On Aug 26, 2017|
Thank you for reading.
Keep your fingers crossed. You will soon know what happened to his baby.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by horlah1(f): 6:35pm On Aug 26, 2017|
Thank you for reading.
Keep your fingers crossed. You will soon know what happened to his baby.
Pls,me can't wait o but i will wait patiently..
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by efeprovidence: 6:56pm On Aug 26, 2017|
nice story please just try to finish it
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by DRZAY(m): 7:22pm On Aug 26, 2017|
BOLAPE:In my opinion, they are unknown siblings because in the story, Salmon slept with Patricia a week to her wedding in which is already married with two daughters.
I think Salmon is Kayode's father unknwonly.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by seuncyber(m): 7:04pm On Aug 27, 2017|
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 11:57am On Aug 29, 2017|
TWIST OF FATE: #17
The door to her sister's flat was left ajar. Elizabeth knew that was her nephew, Michael's handwork but she was grateful for the open door as she was loaded down with shopping bags. Sweat dripped down her face and armpit and stained the white t-shirt she wore. She regretted not asking the cab-man for assistance.
She took the last few steps with effort and kicked the door wider as she dropped the loads inside the doorway.
"Is anyone in this house?" She gasped out the question as she bent over, panting for breath.
"Grandma, Aunty Lizzy is home." Michael announced in a loud voice as he jumped to his feet. He was in the sitting room with his Grandmother, watching "The Lion King" on Disney Junior. He ran towards her at high speed.
"Whoa! Stop right there. Don't jump on me please." Elizabeth held out her two hands protectively against him as she backed away. He skidded to a stop and burst into helpless giggles.
"Aunt Lizzy, I am just 4 years old now. I'm not so big." He stated in-between giggles as he spread out his arms to emphasize his small body.
"Thank you, Mr 4-yrs old. You are big enough to send both of us to the floor. Come and carry your size." She picked up one of the shopping bags and gave it to him.
"I hope you brought me lots of goodies?" He flashed her a mischievous grin as he dragged the bag into the sitting room.
"You know you are my favorite guy. Where is your mum by the way?" Elizabeth grinned at him as she pulled the bags in before notching the door closed.
"I am right here. You are welcome, madam career woman. How was your trip?" Rebecca asked with a smile as she came out of her bedroom.
"It was great. Thank you. This trip reminds me of what it is like to take a flight again, even though it is a local one." Elizabeth smiled as she picked up two shopping bags.
"I am glad for you. Did you buy out the whole mall?" Rebecca picked up the remaining bags and headed for the kitchen.
"Hi, mum. How have you been?' Elizabeth called to her mother as she followed her sister.
"How are you, dear? Hope you had a great trip?" Their mother called back with a smile.
"It was fine." She answered as she shed her sneakers on the way.
"Please make sure you pick up your shoes. I won't be picking up after Michael and doing the same for you, madam." Rebecca told her with a frown.
"You can never change, Becky. I will pick it up before you nagged me to death." Elizabeth stuck out her tongue behind her back.
"I'm sure you have missed my nagging." Rebecca was smiling as she dropped the bags on the kitchen table and turned to face her sister. "Thank you for the rental fee you sent. I was tired of begging the landlord and I have started avoiding him. You can't imagine how relieved I was when I got the credit alert from you." Rebecca stated quietly.
"You have been the rock in this family. Only God knows what would have happened to mother and me, if not for you. You deserve the best." Elizabeth shrugged as she dropped the bags on the floor.
"I introduced the devil into the family and deserved to wipe the poo he left behind." Rebecca muttered bitterly.
"It was Daddy that caused all these issues. You had the misfortune of falling for the wrong guy but he doesn't have the right to tie all our destiny to your marriage with the devil because he wanted an heir. I can kick his dead ass if I have the chance." Elizabeth stated with feelings. Rebecca laughed heartily.
"I really don't know how long you want to hang that guilt around your neck though. I have good news for you." Elizabeth reached for her bag and brought out an envelope which she handed over to Rebecca. It was an appointment letter at the University of Ilorin Teaching Hospital. Her jaw dropped in amazement.
"How did you do it? Do you know how many times I have applied for this position in that federal institution? They kept tossing me from one person to another." Her eyes scanned the letter in excitement but she wasn't dreaming.
"Well, I know it was your dream job. That was why you turned down all those smaller appointments with their backbreaking work roaster." She grinned at her sister.
"How did you get the appointment? I hope you didn't sleep with one useless man to get this for me?" Rebeca's eyes narrowed in suspicion at her sister.
"Come off it, Becky. You know I have more important connections than you do. How I get them is none of your business. Do you want the job or not?" She glared at her.
"You are even silly for asking that question. Thank you all the same. I love you." Rebecca crossed the distance between them and hugged her tightly.
"You are welcome." Elizabeth's eyes welled up with tears as she rocked her sister from side to side.
Elizabeth was about to sleep when her phone rang noisily. It was Roseline on the line. She sat up in bed and was grinning widely when she picked the call.
"Aproko woman, what do you want?" Elizabeth asked with a smile.
"I don't want to know the meaning of that word but I do know you are insulting me. Spill it, my friend. Who is getting you those jobs?" She asked without mincing word.
"It is Joseph Coker, our former driver." Her voice dropped to a whisper.
"Jesus Christ! Are you serious?" Elizabeth could almost see the amazement in her sister's friend's face. She giggled.
"Why didn't you tell Becky? She thought it was one of your numerous men friends doing the magic." Roseline demanded.
"Joseph has sworn to skin me alive if I tell her the truth, though he didn't tell me the reason. I am aware she doesn't like him back then especially when I talk about him. I guess the feeling is mutual between the two of them." Elizabeth stated with a shrug.
You, gullible girl, what do you know? Roseline thought in pity. "What is he doing now? How did you meet him?" She asked aloud.
"His father owned the Coker group of companies. I am not sure how they reconciled but he is a big boy now. I just fall in love with him every day." She gushed dreamily.
Fall in lust with his body and money, you mean? Roseline thought amusingly. "Foolish girl. I am happy for him. He deserves the best. Don't go and make a fool of yourself before him, girl." She warned quietly.
"You sound just like Becky. You are too tight ass, Rose. Thank God Doctor Chris would be giving it to you regularly." Elizabeth stated so solemnly that Roseline burst into laughter.
"You are a bad girl. Good night, Dear. Take care of yourself and find your own man. Joseph is not meant for you." Roseline clicked off before she could respond. Elizabeth stared at the phone thoughtfully before she shrugged and reached for her novel.
It was Sunday morning. Ifeoma was about to roll out of bed when her door opened and Bella walked in. She sat back in surprise.
"Good morning Mum." She greeted quietly.
"Morning dear. Hope you slept well?' Ifeoma smiled at her.
"Yes, I did. Thank you. I came to apologize for the way I spoke to you the other time. It was rude. I have no right to judge you either. I am sorry about that." She stated quietly as she held her mother's gaze.
Ifeoma felt tears welled up in her eyes but she dashed it away and smiled.
"You were hurt and disappointed which is understandable. It is okay. How are you? How is work?" Ifeoma patted the space beside her and Bella sat down.
"I'm fine. Work is good. You need to get another source of income. If Dad eventually decides to go for divorce, how will you survive?" Bella asked worriedly.
"I have started a consultancy firm for financial institutions. The registration is in progress but I need to start sourcing for client which is my main problem at the moment. I am sure one big client would open the door for me." She stated with a shrug.
"I have a good friend. He is one of the Cokers. I'm sure he will be ready to help if I discuss it with him." Bella offered quietly.
"The Coker family are a big fish in the society. Having them as a client would make a huge difference. I will be grateful if you can make it happen." She paused thoughtfully. "That reminds me. Olamide's father is one of the Cokers." Ifeoma looked at her.
"Yes, I know. His name is Kayode. I have heard a lot about him on the street. He is an irresponsible young man. All he knows is buzz and women. I sincerely hope Aliyah knows what she is getting herself into." Bella said with a frown.
"Aliyah is no longer a kid. She is going to be a graduate in a few weeks' time. I don't think she really loves him but she was attached because she had a son for him." Ifeoma sighed sadly.
"That is in addition to the fact he was her first man. She is denying the flaws she could see with her own eyes. Anyway, let's check on her.' Bella got to her feet.
"Thank you." She reached for her hand and squeezed in gratitude.
Maria was about to open her mother's bedroom door when it flew open and Bella came out, closely followed by Ifeoma. They stood in the hallway, eyeing each other wordlessly and Ifeoma wondered if she would have to step in between them.
"Asshole." Bella smirked at her.
"Slut." Maria smirked back but her lips turned up in an involuntary smile.
"Girls, I don't want to hear those dirty languages in my home please." Ifeoma protested as she tried to gauge the mood in the air.
"We are good, mum. How is Andy? I hope you guys are back together?" Maria raised an eyebrow. Bella blushed.
"Yes, we are. You can set your imagination into sails." Bella winked at her.
"Do quickly biko. We need to do our first wedding in this house since it seems the one we were aiming for doesn't seem to be going anywhere." Maria grinned at her.
"I am glad for you. Remember what I told you about destiny? It would end in praise by God's Grace." Ifeoma smiles at her.
"Thank you, mum. Where is Aliyah?" Bella turned to her sister again.
"She is in her room as usual. What should we do to her?" Maria asked suggestively. Bella tossed her head with a mischievous grin and they headed for their sister's room at a speed. Ifeoma followed more slowly, wondering what she just missed.
Aliyah was wide awake but she was emotionally down as usual. Her eyes were gritty from lack of sleep and she felt as if the world's burden was on her shoulder. She couldn't wait to graduate and leave her home for good. Her eyes drifted closed as she sighed heavily but flew open when her door opened abruptly. Her sisters came in with mischief in their eyes.
"What the hell do you think you are doing?" She didn't finish the question before they reached for her small figure under the duvet and dropped her on the floor. They began to tickle her mercilessly everywhere until she was giggling and writhing on the floor.
"I hate you both." She sputtered with laughter.
"Take it back." Maria commanded as she tickled her bare feet with single-minded determination. Aliyah thrashed and giggled the more.
"You girls are wicked. This is so unfair." Aliyah protested as she laughed hard with tears running down her face.
Bella and Maria finally sat back on their haunches and laughed till their sides ached. Ifeoma stood in the doorway, smiling as tears ran down her cheek.
"Well done, girls. How are you, Aliyah?" Ifeoma asked tentatively as she walked in and sat in the single chair in the room.
"I am fine." Aliyah sat up on the floor as she stared at her mother.
"I am sorry for hurting you. I can't change the past neither can I re-do it but I will always love you." Ifeoma paused. "I can take you to him if you are interested in meeting him." She added quietly. Aliyah sighed.
"He is not even a good man. He has been treating you badly, despite the fact that he took advantage of you. No, I don't want to be associated with such man. It doesn't change who or what I am. I have come to realize that." She shrugged.
"That is the spirit, girl. I love you." Bella reached over and kissed her left cheek.
"Same here. You are one brave, strong woman." Maria kissed her other cheek.
"My baby's a woman. Come over, girl." Ifeoma's voice trembled as she got to her feet. Aliyah ran into her arms and hugged her tightly, sobbing quietly.
"Say a big Thank you to Andrew. He set the wheel rolling in your heart. When can I meet him?" Maria whispered into her sister's ear. Bella smiled.
"He is eager to meet you too." Bella grinned at her.
Andrew was furious but beneath the anger, he was scared and worried. It was Friday night. He and Joseph were working on starting a farming project. They were supposed to meet at the Shadows to discuss their progress and the next step. Joseph hadn't turned up and he wasn't picking his calls either.
He drove towards the gate of the administrative office of the Coker's manufacturing company and the security light zoomed in on his car before he was allowed to drive in.
"Good evening sir." A security aide greeted him. The name tag on his chest was Stephen Amuwo.
"Good evening. Is Joseph still in the office?" Andrew asked quietly.
"I think he is still in because I have not seen him leave the office premises. Moreover, he checks up on us every Friday evening to make sure we are all right for the weekend." Stephen responded with a slight frown.
"Gbenga, you stay here at the gate while Stephen and I check on him." Andrew addressed both of them, even as he told himself he was being unnecessarily paranoid.
"Yes, Sir." Stephen answered as he opened the car door and slide into the seat beside him.
Andrew drove to the Car park and pulled up properly before they left the confinement of the Car.
"Most of the staffs have closed for the day. Joseph does work late once in a while but certainly not on a Friday. I am sure he got carried away with work today." Stephen stated in a conversational tone. Andrew nodded absently.
They tried the elevator but it had been shut down for the day. They took the staircase two at a time. Joseph's office was on the fourth floor.
As they approached his office, they heard several heavy footsteps approaching them. Stephen looked surprised as he glanced at him.
Andrew reached for the young man's collar and pulled him abruptly into a corner. They crouched in the corner, holding their breath.
Four heavily armed men walked past them and descended down the staircase.
"Page Gbenga to leave the security post and run for his life. Those guys mean business." Andrew whispered furiously in the young man's ear immediately he was sure they were out of ear-shot. He ran out of the corner before Stephen could respond and went straight into Joseph's office.
Joseph Coker was lying in his pool of blood, looking lifeless and very still!
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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 12:01pm On Aug 29, 2017|
Here we go, guys.
Happy Eid Celebration in advance to my Muslim brothers and sisters!
I am travelling for Sallah by weekend and would be very busy throughout next week. This means i may not be able to post an update next week.
I am apologizing in advance for this. Kindly bear with me.
In the meantime, please drop your feedback as usual.
I will appreciate it.
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|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by Gloryejims(f): 1:11pm On Aug 29, 2017|
1st to comment yaay!!!
Well done ohhhh
I just sincerely hope my Joseph isn't dead ohhhhh... Because my Becky must unite with him and their son.....
Bolape thumbs up.. #kisses anticipating the next episode ohhhhh
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by heemah(f): 7:44pm On Aug 30, 2017|
BOLAPE:Wish u same dear and journey mercy to U.
We 'll be anxiously waiting for u
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by seuncyber(m): 9:25pm On Aug 31, 2017|
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by DRZAY(m): 1:24pm On Sep 02, 2017|
Cum ooo Patricia and Kayode, take time ooo because the thunder that will roast your yanash eh still dey gym....
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 7:19pm On Sep 02, 2017|
DRZAY:You make me laugh...lol
Yes, they had better take their time
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by queentener(f): 8:17pm On Sep 02, 2017|
Hello Bolape, I love ur works and I have dis feeling I will love ur personality.
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by BOLAPE(f): 8:00pm On Sep 03, 2017|
Aww! Thank you very much. God bless you. Hope you are enjoying the long hols?
|Re: TWIST OF FATE By Olanrewaju Mobolaji by DRZAY(m): 11:04am On Sep 04, 2017|
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