On a sunny Monday morning, Olima awakens in her bedroom at approximately 5:30am. She donned a light blue night gown and hurried out of her bedroom to tidy up the house. Knowing that it was the day for school to start again, she watched as her younger stepsister, Mia Adams, prepared to go back to college...
Olima meticulously cleaned every corner of the mansion to ensure it was spotless. From the highest level to the lower level, all the way down to the living area. She diligently cleaned every nook and cranny, ensuring that every surface was spotless. Afterwards, she ventured outside and meticulously swept the entire compound as well. After finishing her tasks of organizing the living room and the entire mansion to perfection, she headed into the kitchen to whip up a delicious breakfast for her younger sister. She was aware that her stepmother and stepsister would soon awaken from their slumber. *In the morning, Mrs. Gina Adams, a 39-year-old woman, found herself in her upstairs bedroom. It was the first room she was given when she got married to Mr. Leo Adams. She let out a tired yawn and slowly stretched her body, taking a moment to sit up on the bed. As she looked around her bedroom, a sense of authority and ownership washed over her. "Wow, time really does fly," she remarks, lowering her legs and rising from the bed. She donned a flowing white nightgown, slipping into her cozy slippers that rested by the bed. She realized that today marked the start of school once again. Her 14-year-old daughter, Mia Adams, was returning to college. At precisely 7am, the room clock displayed the time. She proceeded downstairs to check the condition of the house, making sure that Olima had finished sweeping and mopping the entire mansion to ensure it was clean. Mrs Gina descended the stairs into the living room, taking in her surroundings with a gaze. As she observed Olima's thorough cleaning, a mischievous smile formed on her face, knowing that she had the perfect opportunity to exact her revenge and teach Olima a lesson. She approached the dining table, ready to take her seat and patiently wait for her daughter to join her for breakfast before the school bus arrived. At that moment, Olima emerged from the kitchen and caught sight of her stepmother in the dining room. She emerged to check if Mia was finished and prepared to eat her breakfast. As Olima entered the dining room, she wasted no time in warmly greeting her stepmother, "Good morning, Mother." Mrs Gina quickly turned to face Olima, her anger rising at the sound of Olima referring to her as "Mother". She eagerly approached Olima, ready for what would come next. She delivered a powerful slap to Olima's left cheek. A sudden, sharp sound resonated through the air. "How many times have I told you not to address me as mother in this house?" Do I remind you of your foolish deceased mother?" Mrs. Gina demanded, her gaze fixed on Olima. "No, Mother.. I mean, Ma," Olima replied through her tears, as Mrs. Gina's gaze bore into her. She let go of Olima's shoulder, which she had been clutching tightly. She asked Olima once more, "Is my daughter's breakfast ready?" Or do you want Mia to arrive late for school today?" "No, Mom, I've made Mia's breakfast," Olima replied nervously. Mrs. Gina narrowed her eyes at her, then moved away from Olima and sniffed the palms she had used to hold her. Mrs. Gina couldn't stand Olima's fragrance because it reminded her of apples. She quickly headed to the kitchen to wash her hands and get rid of the fruity scent that reminded her of Late Mrs. Zoe, which was quite irritating. Olima bore a striking resemblance to her late mother and even carried the same familiar scent, much to Mrs. Gina's disdain. Mia witnessed a dramatic moment as her mother forcefully confronted Olima, delivering a powerful slap to her cheek. As Mia stepped out of the room and made her way downstairs, a sudden, sharp sound echoed through the living room, startling her. Mia was well aware of her mother's disdain for Olima. Olima had been fortunate enough to benefit from their late parents' wealth, a privilege that Mia's father had not bestowed upon her and late Mrs. Zoe, while neglecting Mia's own mother. Mia was dressed in a blue school uniform, complete with white stockings and black shoes. Carrying her black school bag on her shoulder, she continued on her way. With precision, she descended the living room stairs, knowing that her school bus would be arriving shortly. Mia hesitated to apologize to Olima, so she averted her gaze and made her way to a dining room chair to sit down and have her breakfast. Mia had a darker complexion and was 14 years old, while Olima was 17 years old. Mia bears a striking resemblance to their late father, and her mother has shared with her the entire tale of how Olima's mother had pleaded with her to accept and wed Mr. Leo Adams. Mia had also observed the way her late father had treated her mother. She was dissatisfied with the way her mother was being treated poorly, while Olima and her late mother were treated with utmost care. Olima was their father's favorite. Sitting down in her dining chair, Mia placed her school bag on the chair next to her. Her mother emerged from the kitchen and once again fixed a stern gaze on Olima. Olima's brown eyes filled with tears as Mrs. Gina angrily shouted, "Why are you just standing there?" Why haven't you prepared Mia's breakfast yet? My friend, please hurry up and clean the kitchen. It's important to me." In a hurry, Olima swiftly returned to the kitchen and served Mia's breakfast. Because she wanted to avoid her stepmother's punishment that morning. With tears streaming down her face, she carefully plated the mouthwatering noodles and fried eggs onto a vibrant red plate. Balancing it on a pristine white tray, she emerged from the kitchen and gracefully placed it on the dining table before Mia. Mrs. Gina was burdened by the weight of her terrible actions - the murder of her closest friend and their shared spouse, driven by a consuming jealousy. Olima bears a striking resemblance to her late mother, just as Mia also shares a resemblance with the late Mr. Leo Adams. Mrs Gina winced at the memory of Mr Leo's presence. He used to dote on Mrs Zoe, serving her meals and treating her with utmost care at the dining table. Those were the days before Mrs Zoe was banished from the mansion. Money Mrs. Gina longed for the opportunity to calmly sign the divorce papers and walk away. When Mr. Leo had proposed a divorce to her. Following their initial disagreement, Mrs. Zoe and she had a falling out. However, she adamantly refused to depart, driven by her deep affection for Mr. Leo and her desire to be his wife. She had taken the life of the truck driver to protect her secret forever. They resided in the prestigious Emerson Estate, where the families of billionaires resided. And she wasn't quite prepared to end up behind bars just yet... Mrs Gina let out a deep sigh, and Mia inquired, "Mom, what's the matter?" Mrs. Gina responded, "I'm okay, Mia. There's nothing wrong. Why is Olima still in the kitchen? Is she expecting me to burst into that kitchen and confront her?" Olima swiftly emerged from the kitchen and approached the dining table, serving Mia's breakfast. Mia adjusted her seat to ensure she was properly positioned at the table. Olima stood nearby, contemplating whether she should discuss with her stepmother the importance of resuming her tutorial classes. She was eager to pursue her education and fulfill her dream of becoming a nurse. Olima stood next to the dining table as Mrs. Gina shot her a disapproving look and questioned, "What are you doing just standing there?" Didn't I tell you to get out of here?" Olima trembled with unease and took a step back, while Mia happily enjoyed her meal of delectable noodles and eggs at the dining table. Despite her lack of culinary skills, Olima was compelled to learn how to cook by her mother. Olima paused by the kitchen door, contemplating her chances and considering how to approach her stepmother about resuming her tutorial classes. She said, "Ma... This is regarding the university entrance examination form we discussed." Mrs. Gina abruptly rose from her dining chair, forcefully pushing it back as she stood up. With determination in her voice, she declared, "I've made it clear, Olima, that you will not be attending any university. How were you able to graduate as the top student in your class and pass your exams, despite struggling with basic English at home? Leave my presence immediately, or else I will deliver another strike!" Mrs Gina issued a warning, causing Olima to swiftly retreat towards the kitchen door and come to a halt.Olima hesitated at the kitchen door, unwilling to abandon her attempts to plead with her stepmother. She had graduated as the top student in her school, and had she been aware, she could have taken advantage of the school scholarship program that was available to her at the time. However, she believed her father had more promising plans for her. She pleaded with Mrs. Gina once more, desperately expressing her need to take the university entrance examination in order to secure admission into any university. Mrs Gina snaps, "And who's going to pay for your school fees, Olima? Did you forget how your father heartlessly cast me and Mia away? Just a friendly reminder, the money I'm using to support you right now was originally meant to pay the previous maids I had to let go. Unfortunately, there is no money available in this household to support your education fees at any university. Why am I bothering to explain all of this to you? Leave my presence immediately! Watch out, or I'll
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
After a long search, Olima managed to hail a taxi. She gracefully slid into the back seat and confidently informed the driver of her desired destination: "To the Emerson estate, please." The taxi driver responded with a simple "Okay." He started the car and drove ahead, with Olima as the sole passenger, until they reached the entrance of the Emerson Housing Estate gate. As the taxi came to a halt, Olima quickly settled the fare and swiftly exited the vehicle. She hurriedly made her way through the estate gate, sprinting towards her home with great urgency. The estate security men watched Olima intently, curious about the reason behind her hurried return to her home, a familiar sight to them. One of the Estate men remarked, "She's a stunning young lady, always bustling about on errands since her parents passed away." The others remained silent and carried on with their work, as there were four security men present. Upon reaching her father's mansion gate, Olima wasted no time i
Nathan forcefully pulled Olima out of the mansion, while she cried and pleaded with him, "Sir, I beg you, please don't cast me aside. I have nowhere else to go, Nathan. Please... " Olima wept while Nathan responded, "Regrettably, I am unable to assist you at this moment, ma'am. It's time for you to vacate this residence." Nathan was also concerned because he was unaware of Olima's actions. He caught sight of her as she arrived home and hurriedly retreated back into the house. Now, she was crying uncontrollably, and Mrs. Gina sternly instructed him to remove her from the premises. Olima pleaded, "Please sir, do not cast me aside. This house belongs to my father. I have nowhere else to go, please." Nathan released Olima's hands and ran his fingers through his short black hair on his head in frustration. He has a deep complexion and was also of average height. Mrs. Gina emerged from the grand mansion and called out, "Nathan! Is that witch still lurking around out there?" Nathan anx
Justin gazed intently at Jesse's face in the strip-club parking lot, lost in thought. He mentioned about the attractive woman we encountered earlier while exploring the estate today. Jesse grinned and responded, "Oh, you're talking about that girl who bolted when you tried to talk to her, right?" Justin shot a piercing look at Jesse, but Jesse couldn't help but burst into laughter and quickly apologized, saying, "I'm sorry, boss." Justin shouted his own name."How many times do I have to tell you to stop calling me boss?" Justin always found it frustrating when Jesse insisted on maintaining a hierarchical dynamic between them. Jesse expressed remorse, "I apologize, Justin. You're aware of the potential consequences if your father discovers our friendship and that I address you by name." Justin responded, "I understand and it would mean a lot to me if you could address me by my name, especially when we're in public settings like this. To avoid drawing attention from others." Jess
Jesse's eyes also widened in shock as he saw Olima's face and knew that she was the same young lady that Justin was asking him off earlier when they were still at the club, but now she looks so battered than when he earlier saw her. Jesse couldn't believe that she was the one, and Justin was seriously worrying about her too. Olima was still unable to speak about who had hurt her as she cried and begged Justin, "Please, sir, help me get to the estate gate?." Justin asked her, "Why?." He held her left hand closely, as he didn't want her to run away from him again, but his phone continued ringing out in his black suit trouser side pocket. Jesse's phone also rang out, and Justin knew that his parents were the ones calling him. Even though they acted blindly toward him sometimes, his mother still always called him to know where he was and if he was alright. Justin said, "Wait first." He immediately took out his phone from his trouser side pocket, and at the same time, Jesse's phone w
Justin's car finally drove into the garage and parked. He stepped down from his car first and saw his mother standing at the mansion frontage and staring at him too as he walked over to the second side of the car and assisted the young lady in stepping down from his car. Mrs. Juliet was wearing a red long rosy nightgown and hearing the sound of her son's car arriving in their compound and parking in their garage. She immediately rushed out to have a peek at who had arrived, and seeing it was Justin made her relieved. Her husband had traveled abroad for a business trip to other states where he owned other mega houses as well, and she knew that he usually cheated on her, even more than Justin. Her husband, named Mr. Emerson Robert, kept his promiscuous lifestyle a secret, thinking she wouldn't know. She had seen a lot of photos and videos of him with some shameless young ladies who were proud to host her husband in their beds. Despite knowing that he was a married man and a billionai
Justin walked into the living room with his mother, but Mrs. Juliet wasn't in a good mood at all and she questioned him, "Son, just take a look at the time. You're just arriving home now. It's after 12 am in the midnight!" Mrs. Juliet ranted, and Justin rather apologized to his mother, "I'm sorry, Mom. I saw her on the road, and I couldn't just drive past her." "Why, son? We have the estate security agency to help her out, and now with you bringing her here, that will prolong the matter and warrant more questioning and explanations. What if that young lady did something more terrible in her family home or killed someone there, and you shamelessly brought her here to us, to implicate us too?" Mrs. Juliet roared out her frustration at Justin. "No, mother! She's innocent and cannot hurt a fly," Justin said, and his mother shook her head as her black eyes narrowed at her handsome son. "Okay. It's already late now, and I want to go and sleep. Tomorrow, I want you to take her away from h