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#EPISODESEVEN & Eight
President Musa gasped as he opened the gift hat his wife just bought for him on his birthday.
It was a portrait painting of Paris.
The drawing was so artistic.
How much on earth did his wife spend on such painting?
It must be really expensive judging from the perfectly drawn portrait.
“Wow”. He gasped. “How much did you buy this?”.
“One million naira from Tonic Art gallery”.
He nodded thoughtfully. “Who is the owner of the art gallery?”.
“His name is Anthony Francis”.
“Can you contact him? I want his gallery to be my plug. I love this painting so much”.
Tears filled Harry’s eyes. “You believe so much in my talent and so many people have come across it but they had all taken my talent for granted. This gallery of yours is one of the most recognized on the island and it is just too high for my standard”.
“Do you remember your last painting of Paris clouds and buildings?”.
“Yes sir”.
“The first lady of Nigeria came to buy it yesterday. I sold it to her for one million naira”.
He gasped. “One million naira?first lady?Oh my God!”.
His phone rang and he connected the call. “Hello, who is on the line?”.
“Am I speaking with Tonic gallery agent?”.
“My name is Anthony Francis and I am the chairman of Tonic gallery. How may I help you?”.
“The president of Nigeria wants Tonic gallery to become his plug”.
Anthony swallowed his Adam apple at the sound of that.
Here he was thinking that the cocoa plantation was the only thing that will rise his to stardom.
But the landowner’s son had brought goodluck to his art gallery business.
He was going to be more than capable very soon to marry the woman of his dreams.
The president has made him his plug and that was going to make his gallery the most recognized in the country.
#fromyourfastfingers
Onyekachi Ikeh.
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#EPISODEEIGHT
Clara Thompson wept in the balcony.
She wept uncontrollably.
It was the first time that she was leaving the roof of her parents to live by herself and it felt so lonely.
She did not even completely understand what she wanted anymore.
She missed them all greatly.
Everytime she was not on night duty for the day and she was got back home so early, she would feel this emptiness in her heart.
Only her mother was communicating with her.
It has been three months since she left the house to her new lonely big house.
As she remained in her small balcony, she heard a sound downstairs.
She rushed after the sound and a young man was parading in the compound and was wearing a hood.
Her heart skipped.
Was the man harmful?
She panicked as she tried to run back into the house but he forced his way into the house and took off the hood.
It was Anthony Francis.
She gasped. She was so dumbfounded to say a word.
He smiled and gave her a big box.
She accepted the box and opened it.
It contained money.
“That contains five hundred million naira. You can have back the four hundred million naira you used for my sister’s surgery and use the one hundred million to re-establish yourself since you are out of your father’s house”. He explained.
“Why are you giving me back my money?”.
“I want you to send it back to your father”.
“Take back your one hundred million. I don’t need it”. She said sternly.
He fumed at her. “You are still so rebellious”.
She leaned to count each bundle and took out the four hundred million naira. She forced the box that contained the one hundred million naira into his hand. “That is your one hundred million naira. I have enough money to reestablish myself without your help”.
“You don’t want to accept money from me?”.
“Your returning the money says everything already and the feeling is mutual. I don’t want to be indebted to you for anything too”.
He sighed. “Why did you reject Joshua’s proposal?”.
“Why? You think it was because of you?”.
“I never said that. I was only asking”.
The atmosphere felt so awkward.
“I don’t want to marry a man that I don’t love. That was also the reason I left my father’s house. I want to fall in love and get married”.
He swallowed uneasily. “What about right now? Are you currently in love with anyone?”.
She met his eyes. How on earth can he be asking such question? “I have no idea”. She managed to say.
“You look like you do”. He searched her eyes.
“Whatever I feel is none of your business……”..
“…of course it is my business!”.
She was surprised at him. “Why is it your business?”.
He sighed. “Why do you think that I have been grooming my gallery business so dearly? It is all because I want to be qualified by your father!”
Tears filled her eyes. “Why are you making so much effort to be qualified by my father? You are so successful and I am so proud of you. The president use your paintings. That is so much progress. You were so determined ever since you were a teenager”. She sobbed.
He wiped her tears with his finger. “Love is making effort. If I don’t make any effort for you, it means that I don’t love you. I am willing to give my life just to make you my wife, Clara Thompson”. With that, he disappeared.
He left the one hundred million naira that she had returned to him behind.
Now that she was realizing that he still loved her so much, she was willing to make her own effort for him.
“Excuse me sir?”. Gretta rushed to Joshua as he sat in his parked car in the parking lot of Kachi mall.
She had traced him to the place.
She gave him a midget.
“Who are you?”. He asked her as he accepted it.
“I am Anthony Francis’s best friend”.
He turned on the midget and they listened to the conversation that came from it.
(The conversation)
Smith Thompson: I don’t want this story. Frame Jordon with a more realistic story. This story is not going to go viral.
Anthony Francis: Alright boss. I will send you another story soon and I know you will approve it because it will be very realistic.
(The present)
Joshua gasped. “This is Smith Thompson’s voice”.
“Yes. Anthony had this midget even when he was sentenced to jail but he told me not to expose it”.
“Why did he do that?”.
“It was because Clara Thompson was the one that testified against him”.
“So, are you telling me that Smith Thompson was the one that instructed Tony to create a false rumour about my father’s company?”. He looked suspiciously at her. “Why are you telling me this? What do you stand to benefit?”.
“I want Smith Thompson and Clara to be locked in jail. I already sent the recording to your father. She denied him openly. She has no right to his love”.
“Do you want Anthony Francis?”.
“Yes I do. I want Tony and I want Clara and her father to be locked behind bars”.
#fromyourfastfingers
Onyekachi Ikeh
