Chapter Six

Nathan had dragged Olima out of the mansion as she sobbed heavily and begged him, "Please don't throw me out. I don't have anywhere to go too. Please, Nathan..." Olima cried.

"I'm sorry, small madam, but I cannot help you. You have to leave this house now," Nathan said frustratedly, as he did not know what Olima had done.

Nathan had seen Olima when she ran back speedily into the house when she returned, and now she was sobbing heavily and crying.

"Please don't throw me out. This is my father's house. I don't have anywhere else to go too," Olima cried, begging him.

Nathan let go of her hand and raked his short black hair on his head, scratching it. He was of average height. He stared at the mansion as Gina stepped out.

"Nathan!! Is that witch still there?!" Gina stormed out of the house and glared at Nathan and Olima, while Nathan swiftly pulled the gate open.

"No, madam," Nathan replied, as he was not ready to lose his job yet.

Gina and Mia both stepped out of the mansion.

"Then who am I seeing standing at the gate there with you? I said throw her out!!" Gina yelled, stepping down from the mansion frontage.

She rushed out to meet Olima and Nathan at the gate, and used both hands to push Olima out of the house.

"Get out!! And don't let me see you here again, else I will kill you myself for daring to poison my daughter and me," Gina warned.

Nathan frustratedly stood in silence, watching them.

Tears flooded from Olima's eyes as she knelt and begged her stepmother.

"Please, ma, I don't have anywhere else to go too. You cannot throw me out this night. It's late..." Olima cried, even though the estate was heavily guarded with security men, and she was scared that bad boys lurking around might defile her privacy.

"And how is that my concern? Why didn't you think of the bad boys when you dared to poison my daughter and me? Nathan!!" Gina called again.

"Yes, madam!" Nathan replied and appeared by her side.

"Lock this gate. If I dare see Olima inside this compound again, I will arrest you both and jail you for attempting to kill my daughter and me. Lock this gate now!" Gina commanded.

"Okay, madam," Nathan swiftly shut the gate on Olima.

Olima stood up from the floor and rushed to the gate, banging heavily on it.

"Open the gates!! Please... don't lock me out!! No!!" Olima sobbed as she banged heavily on the gate, but Nathan had already locked it from within.

"Nonsense! And don't ever open this gate for Olima again, or let her into this compound! Is that understood?" Gina questioned Nathan, passing her warning.

"Understood, madam!!" Nathan replied, trembling as well.

Nathan was a 40-year-old black man who needed his gateman job to take care of his family and new wife at home. He could not risk losing his job even though he pitied Olima. He had a pregnant wife with two kids at home.

Nathan sighed and walked back to his gatehouse, while Gina and Mia walked back into the mansion.

"Mom, what are we going to eat now?" Mia asked, even though she knew she was the one who had added too much salt to the delicious soup. She knew her mother would not question her if what Olima stated was true, as her mother had always taken her side and flogged Olima mercilessly.

"Why did you spoil the soup? I know Olima didn't add too much salt to that soup. Do you know how much the soup ingredients cost in the market?" Gina glared at her daughter, who frowned, as Mia had not expected her mother to scold her.

"You will be the one cooking from today onwards as your punishment. Now follow me into the kitchen. You won't waste all the meat that Olima bought and added into that soup. After you finish removing all the meats one by one, you will wash them out and recook it. Silly girl," Gina stated.

Mia frowned and followed her mother back into the kitchen.

On getting into the kitchen, Gina felt slightly nervous for throwing Olima outside, as it was after 10 p.m. She knew the estate security agents would question her once they saw Olima and realized she had indeed thrown Olima out.

"Remove the meats quickly!" Gina yelled at her fourteen-year-old daughter.

Mia shuddered in fright as she started removing the meat from the pot, after washing her hands earlier when she stepped into the kitchen with her mother.

Gina stood aside watching Mia carefully take out all the meats away from the pot of soup.

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Olima cried and banged on her late father's gate heavily, but Nathan did not pull the gate open for her.

Olima was still in her light blue gown that she had worn since morning. She shivered as the night wind blew her smooth delicate skin, sending shivers down her spine.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she thought to walk up to the estate security gate to report her stepmother to them.

Olima knew that even if she reported her stepmother to the estate security agents, that would not make her stepmother change. So she wrapped her arms around her chest as she walked up toward the gate.

"Hey, pretty lady, what's up?" Olima saw two men walking along the other side of the road calling after her. She stared at them and saw them crossing the road.

Olima swiftly took to her heels and ran as fast as her slender legs could carry her.

"Wait, pretty! Where are you running to??" One of the two guys screamed out to Olima's hearing, but she did not turn back to stare at them. She ran faster to the gate that was still far ahead of her.

Seeing a red car approaching her, Olima slowed down and thought to beg the driver to take her to the estate gate.

She believed the car owner would live around in their estate and probably be a good Samaritan.

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Earlier...

Justin had gone to one of his favorite clubs in town to flex with the hot ladies there, but none of them seemed to catch his attention.

Annoyed for wasting much of his time there, sitting and watching the strip-club ladies dancing and swirling around the pole, Justin stood up frustratedly and left the club, as all he could think about was the pretty young lady he had seen and finally approached after admiring her for a long time.

His blood boiled hot to claim her and make love to her, but she ran away from him like he was a beast.

Justin was angry, as ever since he had seen many pretty ladies, none of them had dared to reject his advances toward them, and the pretty young lady had really insulted him.

Justin was a bad guy. He was gentle at home, listening to all his parents' bidding, even though what his parents asked him to do was against his need. He still obeyed his parents and took over his father's real estate business, as he was the only child of his parents.

Likewise, Justin made friends with Jesse Andrew, who was his driver, even though Jesse was a few years older than him and also respected him.

Justin still saw Jesse as his elder brother and someone to confide in when he was totally pissed off.

Stepping out from the strip club, Justin ordered Jesse, "Let's go home. I'm bored."

Jesse knew that whenever Justin told him he was bored, it simply meant something was troubling his mind.

"What could be the problem, young master?" Jesse asked.

Justin stopped and contemplated whether to tell Jesse what was troubling his heart, and what his heart truly wanted at the moment.