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Adesina12:
Hey bae!

Sorry I didn't ask of you

I have been involved in a little trouble with Oga for the top where I work

In fact I have been redeployed to another section as a starter ...thank God he didn't sack me

I won't be frequent for a while so as to familiarize self with the new office because the task before me is enormous

May God shame my enemies where ever they exist

So how is your health now? Trust you are fine.

Enjoy our popcorn dear

Hi Adesina12, I am fine now thanks.

Sorry to hear about your news, please be patient, these things come to test us.

Thank God he didn't.

soleski01:
When trouble jam trouble!

A lot of complications, already.

Make dem just kill Sam nah. Kilode gan??!


Nice update, Lleigh.

haba soleski01 i don't kill people o

soleski01:
Tunde's life just went from bad to worse!

Enough hard lessons to be learned from this story.


Thumbs up, Lleigh.

hi soleski01, thank you

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Chapter 37

Dedicated to Hikmaking Happy birthday in arrears VIP table for you and harameede99 happy birthday in advance.

Remi watched as his Mum made witty conversation with one of her customers, by the time the lady left the shop she had bought three more items she did not need. Most probably the poor woman had come in to buy one thing, he watched in amusement as the woman left the shop laden with bags.

His Mother was a born sales person, he had always told her that she could sell ice to the Eskimos, she had always found that particular joke funny.

He paced in his Mother’s shop wondering how Sam was getting on.

‘Remi, please stop pacing. You are making me dizzy’ she told him.

‘I believe this will be the best person for the job, she will be expensive, but I think she will be the one.’ She said as she started putting things away, in preparation for closing.

‘However, I will defer to Sam’s expertise regarding the final decision. She will be able to detect if there is anything we need to be worried about.’ His Mother said.

‘Don’t worry Remi, everything will eventually be fine. It might look difficult now but don’t worry’ she said, as she put a hand on his shoulder.

Remi stopped pacing; he really needed someone as soon as possible, Mercy could give birth to the baby in the next 4 weeks. He was full of trepidation about the birth and the arrival of a baby he still wasn’t prepared for.

If only he could convince Sam to take a chance with him, but she had been reluctant. He did not blame her, his Mother the eternal optimist had told him not to worry that things would work out for the best. It wasn’t looking that way at the moment.

‘Sam is not interested in me Mum, she thinks the whole thing is too complicated’ Remi sighed.

‘Remi, of course the thing is complicated, do you blame her? If it was your sister would you tell her to go with the guy?’ his Mother asked him.

‘No,’ he mumbled.

‘There you go, so be patient with her Remi, things will work out’ she told him.

He looked at his watch, Sam and the lady had been talking for more than ninety minutes; what kind of questionnaire was Sam putting the poor woman through, he thought.

He decided to go over to the warehouse and see what was happening there.

‘Mum I will be back shortly, I just need to check and see how Sam is getting on’ as he walked out of the door.

He bumped into Sam walking out of the door of the warehouse, tears were in her eyes. It was obvious that she was upset and she had been crying.

‘Sam, what wrong? What happened? Are you Ok?’ Remi asked, worry in his voice.

‘I don’t know’ Sam replied as she walked out of the warehouse.

Remi looked at her confused, he walked into the office and saw another lady sitting on a chair by the table wiping tears from her eyes.

Something was seriously wrong, he thought to himself.

‘Good evening, Ma. My name is Remi’ he said as he held out a hand towards the woman.

She looked up from dabbing her eyes and held out a hand.

He looked at her, there was something about the woman that reminded him of Sam, he couldn’t put his finger on what it was.

‘Good evening, my name is Kechi.’ The woman said as she held out her hand for him to shake.

‘What’s going on?’ Remi asked the woman.

‘Did you upset her?’ he stared at her.

That was it, when she moved her head in a certain way, the woman could pass for a relative of Sam’s there was something about her that looked similar to Sam’s facial features.

‘She is recovering from a serious accident.’ The accusation obvious in his tone, as he stared at the woman.

The woman gasped, ‘Oh my god, my Nkechi what happened to her?’ She looked up at Remi as more tears fell from her eyes.

Now this is weird, Remi thought to himself.

What the hell was going on?

He saw something on the table, he moved nearer to the table, he picked it up, it was a picture of Sam with a child.

His blood went cold, no one had told him Sam had a child. What had happened to the girl?
How come Sam hadn’t told him, how come Yomi had not mentioned that to him either.

‘Stay here’ he said to the lady, as he walked out of the office and walked towards his Mother’s shop.

He stopped dead in his tracks as he saw the sight in front of him.

His Mum had Sam in her arms and was comforting her, Sam was holding her head in her hands. Something must have triggered a headache, he thought. The doctors had explained that to him when he had been there; when she tried too hard to remember things a severe headache always followed, sometimes with flashbacks to the event.

Remi really felt helpless at not being able to help her, he wanted to hold her and comfort her.

His Mum sighted him and used her hand to tell him to go away.

He decided to go back to the woman to find out what had happened.

Kechi was standing in the warehouse in front of the table, she was stroking a face in the picture he had seen on the table.

She looked up as he walked in, she had regained her composure, the tears were gone in its place was the face of a calm and composed woman.
She reminded him of a head mistress, looking down at her students with firm and stern gaze.

‘Please can you tell me what is going on Kechi?’ Remi asked, this time the conciliatory tone in his voice was obvious.

‘Is Sam ok?’ she asked him, the play of her hands on her handbag the only thing showing that she was agitated about something.

‘She is ok for now, please tell me what happened.’ Remi asked her again.

Kechi sat up in her chair, straightened her back and stared at Remi.

‘My Father had an affair when I was younger, the lady he had an affair with got pregnant. He had never wanted it to go that far, according to him. Unfortunately the lady died during childbirth, my Father asked my Mother to take in the child. She refused saying that seeing the child would forever remind her of his infidelity. My Mother had always wished for another child but it had never happened, which was why my father thought she would be keen. Since my Mother refused, the child went to live with my Father’s sister. My Auntie treated the girl like her personal slave, I believe my Aunt’s husband abused the girl as she was growing up. When I found out that I had a sister I ensured that I spent as many of my holidays with my Auntie. While I was there Remi was treated well, when I left the abuse started all over again.’

She paused and looked at the picture in her hands.

‘I left Nigeria and went to study in England, I wanted to be a Nanny. I tried to keep in contact with my sister. My first job took me to the Middle East and I lost contact with her. We made contact again briefly when I heard she had moved to England. We kept in contact, she got pregnant and she named the baby Samantha, Nkechi after me her Auntie. I was going back to England to help her when I lost all contact with her. This is the last picture I have of Sam and my Sister. I have been looking for them since.’

The woman in the picture is my sister Remi and the child is Sam, Sam is the carbon copy of her Mother. Sam is my niece that I have been searching for, for the last twenty years.’

She paused and this time she burst into tears again.

Remi was flabbergasted, he had picked up the sadness in Sam when he had been with her in America regarding the fact that she did not really know who her parents or family were.

She had lived most of life with Micheal and Yomi’s family, her life before her fifth birthday had been fuzzy she told him.

Kechi looked at him, her composure once again restored and stared at him.

‘What is going on between the two of you and why is there another woman pregnant with your child?’ Kechi asked Remi.

orluuchi:
pls who is Charles or Lucien? Lleigh where are you

orluuchi just posted an update.

Nmaglit:
This is getting interesting. Weldone Lleigh

Thank you Nmaglit

JMK9600:
Your story is waoh, waoh and waoh. Am so short of words. Have a little pity on Linda. Biko. She don suffer past her trouble sef. And this Charles and Lucien's character is very scary. Your description of his actions sef is out of this world. Girl, your imagination is really wild. More ink to your pen and compliments of the season.

Happy New Year JMK9600.

let us see

AndyAustin:
Suspense wan kill me here. Happy new year Lleign, pls come post something here.

Happy New Year AndyAustin

Sorry for the delay, I have been under the weather for the last couple of days.

I have updated, hope you enjoy it thank you

rachealfst:
Please Lleigh do something about Linda's case o.. I no get mind at all. That's why i don't watch crime/horror movies. I can't believe that Charles has fans here, you guys get mind o. Abeg free her, this is new year.
Keep up the good work, God bless you. Happy new year.

rachealfst Happy New Year to you too.

Thank you for adding my story to your massive reading list do you sleep!!

KunkeAkinola:
Hello writer.

Wia d hell r u?? U can't just stop dere na.. Its unfair.. Kip it rolling ooo if u no won go jail.

#uvgotatalent h

Hello KunkeAkinola
Happy New Year to you.

I have just posted another update, sorry for the delay. I was ill, better now

thank you for reading this story

chii8:
Hapi new yr leig...u r good jare,i was waoooo...dele n eni episode is so ....descriptn so on point,u wl go places,jst keep writing.

chii8

Happy new year to you too chii8.

Thank you for the kind words much appreciated

nice to know you like it...

SimpleBea:
whew!!!.
I think i got entangled in the web of the characters.
Charles and Lucifer.
Hmm!!…
Lleigh, it is only you that can unravel the mystery.

HAPPY BELATED NEW YEAR!

Hi SimpleBea same to you. Hope all is well

jagugu88li:
A haff suffer, issokay

Girlhaley lawladey Swann adesina12 oya nau. Lets brainstor....wait a minute, I cant afford making this mistake. If I mention Girlhaley first she automatically assume she's group leader and lead us into temptation, again.

Okay, nau let's brainstorm about this Lucifer one. Throw suggestions guys. Who is this guy? I need something concrete, I've never been this lost.

....and Girlhaley [s]Make you no say I follow you, you know yourself...Miss Lecturer [/s]

hi jagugu88li I hope your mates helped you brainstorm well well o, during my absence

Chapter 28

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Tunde retrieved his phone from his pocket, unlocked it and went through the notifications on his screen, hoping against hope that one of them would be a message from Linda. Like a gamer searching for that particular score, that was needed to unlock the next level of the game. He went through his text and WhatsApp messages there were no messages from her.

Deep inside his mind he knew that he would not get any messages from her, he was just hoping that the past couple of weeks had been a dream.

He sighed and brought his mind back to the reason why he was sitting in the reception area of St Nicholas Hospital.

The day before, he had gone home for a quick change of clothes for an early evening meeting he had at his club. He sat on the sofa and was flipping through channels on the TV when his eyes started closing and he had drifted off to sleep. He had woken up suddenly two hours later, slightly refreshed but still tired. He got up from the sofa, picked up his phone from the table to call his driver that he was ready, when he noticed the voice-mail icon on his phone.

The Doctor had called while he had been asleep and had left a message for him that his results were in; he needed to come and see him as soon as possible.

Tunde looked around the waiting room, the white walls were decorated with Nigerian art, hoping to project a positive upbeat atmosphere where serenity and hope ruled supreme. Where sadness and death were banished away for ever. He watched the other people sitting with him on the chairs waiting to be called; here sitting like this waiting, they were all on the same level waiting for news, about themselves or loved ones.

He looked at the other people and wandered what their stories were.

Would they get good news and go on their merry way, safe in the knowledge that all was well in their world. Or would they collapse in the Doctor’s room after they were given an unwanted diagnosis and wonder why they had been singled out for the unfortunate news.

Hospital waiting rooms were the hardest place to be, your fate was in someone else’s hands. You never knew what the Doctor or Nurse was thinking about when they called you in to give you the news they had for you. Did they pity you or were you just another person they had to speak to, to help get through their day?

He watched as the nurse came out and called out a name; a man who was sitting next to him got up and followed the Nurse. The man who looked to be in his early to middle fifties looked affluent and arrogant; he had irritated a lot of people in the room with his phone calls.

Would his demeanour change when they gave him the news? The man had looked pensive and worried even before the nurse came out to beckon the man into the Doctor’s room.

I wonder what kind of news he is going to get, Tunde thought to himself.

He was here to find out the results of the tests he had asked the Doctor to run.
When he had gone to Owerri he had noticed that his fatigue was getting more pronounced, he had slept most of the way there. Before they left for the trip he noted that he was tired most of the time and was forgetting things; some very simple things. Which was why he had put a reminder in his phone to go and see the Doctor.

When Enitan had been around she had ensured that the food she kept indoors was healthy and nutritious, she had always banged on that his eating habits were unhealthy. But he had always dismissed and belittled her opinions, after a while she had stopped offering him any advice.

Since she had left he had been eating a lot of crap, his belly had expanded and if he were to be honest he looked like a pregnant woman. It didn’t bother him that much, Linda had liked the way he looked, she had not tried to change his diet or make him eat other things he did not like.

His tiredness must have come from the rubbish food he had been eating recently, he thought to himself.

The house was also in a mess, this time Enitan wasn’t there to clean up the mess he intentionally created just to rile her. There was no one to tidy up his mess, their housemaid had gone when Enitan had left him, Enitan must have paid her off.

He was still annoyed that Enitan had had the audacity to divorce him, she hadn’t even thought about his well-being. He had been used to getting home and finding a wide array of dishes either on the stove or in the fridge ready for him to microwave if she wasn’t in.

She had made a big mistake he thought to himself, no one was going to look at her twice. She would end up just being another single Mum. Who would go for an after two like her, when there were nice fresh young nubile girls readily available?

Like Linda he thought, but he had started thinking that going after Linda had been a mistake.

He watched the phone talking man follow the nurse into the Doctor’s office.

He thought back to the trip he had made to Owerri, he had found it hard to comprehend that Linda had not been there with her sick Father. He had spoken to her every day, she had told him what had been going on with her Father.

A few times she had sent messages to him, she had sounded so sad over the phone about her Dad.

If he had not spoken to her, who the hell had he been speaking to?

Even Linda’s Mum had been confused, she too had said that she had spoken to Linda as well and as far as she was concerned she had no reason to believe that she had been speaking to someone else.

He had left Owerri a very confused man, which was why he had thought he would find answers in the flat he had secured for her. The impetus for her moving into the flat, had been the fact that her friend who she had been living with, was moving away and Linda had been desperate to find another place to stay. If Enitan ever found out that Linda had been living at their flat she would have blown a fuse.

When he and his driver had arrived back in Lagos, Tunde had gone back to the flat hoping to find clues about what was going on with Linda. Finding the stuff at the back of her wardrobe had shocked him to the core, he had not wanted to believe it.

He still did not believe it.

He had heard some of his friends warn each other about the lengths certain women went to, but he had always thought that they were exaggerating.

No one in their right mind would go to that length would they?

He thought back to how he had met Linda.

Throughout the tenure of his marriage to Enitan, he had always had another woman on the side.

It was just the way it was for him, it had been normal to him. His Father had done it, so as far as he was concerned that was how things were done.

Why change the habit of a lifetime.

To him it had been a normal state of affairs; he had always suspected that Enitan knew that he was up to no good but she had never been able to prove it.
She had made life difficult for him a couple of times, but he had always been arrogant and dismissive of her allegations. He had always made her out to be delusional and neurotic when she had gone on about what he was doing.

No one had got under his skin like Linda, yes he had opened the door for her to come into his life. He had no one to blame about that.

He had met through one of his friends at the club. Ike, his friend, had introduced her as a caterer at the club. The food had been nice so he had believed him; when he had bumped into her outside his office a few days later, one thing had led to another and they had started seeing each other.

Now when he thought about it, Ike’s name was on a jar in her bedroom. She must have been seeing the two of them. He did not want to think about the other three jars he had seen in the alcove in her bedroom.

Maybe he had been seeing things, he thought to himself. But the stuff he had seen in the jars had been very real; it looked like sémen.

How could she have been so wicked?

He had gone back to the flat with one of his friends who had confirmed his initial suspicions; Linda had been using juju on him. His friend had categorically told him that Linda had performed a ritual on him, they had both come to the same conclusion that whoever the Charles was, must be the man she was currently with.
Since the beads and amulet, which were present on all the other jars were missing from the Charles one.

His friend had told him to get rid of all of her stuff and get the house cleansed by someone from a powerful church and someone from his village; according to his friend what she had done was very powerful stuff.

He had refused to believe him, he wanted Linda to come back and explain to him what those things were. He did not want to believe that his Linda, would be such a wicked girl.

Maybe Enitan had found out about where Linda was staying and had planted the stuff there, he would not put it past her.
His cast his mind back to the video he had received a while back from an anonymous source, it had been a video of Linda pleasuring three men at the same time.

His own shy and pure Linda, she had only had one boyfriend before she met him, when he had started sleeping with her.

He had felt rage and utter contempt towards Enitan, he had been so sure that Enitan had been behind that video. He had not been ready to believe that Linda would or could do such a thing. Which was why he had thought that Enitan had doctored the video; he had heard of women who had done that in the past to spite their husbands.

He sighed heavily, he was still confused about the whole thing. Well it did not matter anymore, Enitan was out of his life, all that mattered now was finding Linda.

He folded his legs for the umpteenth time, waiting for the Nurse to come and get him he hated waiting.

He had other things to do than sit down here and wait for the Doctor, he thought to himself.

He was scrolling through his emails, when the Doctor came out and walked towards Tunde.

‘Good afternoon Mr Oyelowo, sorry to keep you waiting, let’s go into my office’ the Doctor said.

Tunde stood up and followed the Doctor into his office, alarm bells were going off in his head. Why hadn’t the Nurse been out to get him, like the other man?

Why had it been the Doctor?

The questions churned through Tunde’s mind.

‘Please take a seat Mr Oyelowo’ the Doctor said, as he went to sit on his chair on the other side of the desk.

The Doctor waited for Tunde to be seated.

‘It’s bad news I’m afraid’ the Doctor said.

kinah i sight you

Happy New Year to you

hello everyone, sorry for the radio silence. I have been ill.

@jagugu88li thank you for asking after me, separate table for you.

Feeling better update will be in the morning.

Thanks

Hikmaking:
Anty Lleigh pls can I get a update just to celebrate my birthday with the club members

Hikmaking Happy New Year first of all.

Happy Birthday..

I would say I would try to update, but I am actually unwell at the moment.

I apologise

But in the meantime Hikmaking please have a drink on the house.

Adesina12 please provide popcorn for the birthday girl.

Good morning readers of the Auction.

The next update will be Saturday. I am sorry please bear with me.

A very busy week ahead I'm afraid.

Same goes for The River and The Club.

Thank you everyone.

Lleigh

@jagugu88li I hope you will continue the debate

Perfectionist11:
Superb..Now Sam needs to re-connet with her past & find somefin else to do other than fantasizing about Mercy's Remi.

Happy new year Perfectionist11.



Thank you for stopping by and commenting

ladyverere:
Lleigh, someone mentioned ur story on another thread and I went searching for it. D rave was not for nothing. My dear girl, U r more than a genius! I doffed my hat for U. U made every event in each chapter come alive!
In dis world I have come to realize that there r people who r more evil than d devil! That there r also people whose conscience have been seared as with a hot iron. They r callous to other people's feelings, consumed with their own Selfishness and insatiable greed. Linda is one of such people. It their lot to eventually meet d first category of people I mentioned in the person of Charles. Although I feel compassion for her, she's reaping what she sowed.
Thumbs up Lleigh.

Hello ladyverere
Thank you you for the endorsement, stopping by and commenting on the story. I appreciate it.

Happy new year to you.

jagugu88li:
Dele! Dele! Dele! *cheers from within voices*

Linda oooo

Okay, light skinned Charles....dark skinned Charles. Let me go and read Charles first appears in this our Auction. It bothers me that I haven't figured out whom this dude might be

Modifying.......

Welcome back jagugu88li...
No answers from me

Gabriel has entered problem

ROYH:
Creeza, Thanks For The Mention Bro, You're A Boo, I Don't Know Why I Didn't Get The Mention Earlier Not Until I Saw It On The Front Page, Even Lleigh Mentions Gan, I Don't Get, Walahi, Something Is Wrong With NL Abi Na Only Me, Seun, Come Look Into This Oo.


Modified Thanks For Frequent Mentions And Dedication Lleigh And Creeza, 2017 Shall Be A Joyous And Wonderful Ride For Us , That INTERNATIONAL Regconition That We Seek For Ehn, We Are Going To Get It BOTH Online And Offline, 2017 Shall Merit Us, You Guys Made My 2016 Passionate, Walahitalahi, Including
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Happy New Year To You Guys, ROYH_Cares.[b]Creeza, Never Forget I'm Following 4 Better 4 Worse

Happy New Year ROYH thank you

Adesina12:
This harameede na something else....abi Lleigh

Can you please join me at the club in room 3?

I wanna have a private discussion wif u.

Popcorn dey with cold drinks for relaxation.

Room 3

Harameede99 you better answer o.

What happens in Room 3...

Audrinakane:
Wow Lleigh I have to say that you are an amazing writer. Your writing ability is exceptional. Please keep it coming. We need an update. Following the three stories of yours and they are all captivating. Keep it up.

Audrinakane thank you so much for your comments.

I appreciate you taking time to come on here and commenting.

Will update the River soon.

Thank you for following.

Adesina12:
Don't you know you have started some trouble here.....hummmm

Let me go and get some sleeping tablet b4 crowning it with popcorn and cold Hennessy

Adesina12 hope it works...

Don't oversleep sha... as we will need popcorn to help Eniitan.

Nmaglit:
Lleigh u r d best

Happy new year dear

Nmaglit thank you for the endorsement.

Happy new year to you too.

Adesina12

Julietogbo:
Gosh I just read porn n am imagining it. Thank you love for the mention. Happy new year

Happy New Year Julietogbo

Enjoy the imagined thoughts

Creeza:
all thanks to you, for making it worthwhile.

Great Creeza..well done.

A good start to 2017

Kaycee625:
happy new yr to one of the most amazing writters on nairaland miss Lleigh

I enjoy your stories

Happy new year Kaycee625.

Thank you for the endorsement.

Hope you continue to read the stories