Chapter 4 - Meeting Justin

Olima paused at the dining room and turned to face her stepmother. She replied, "No, Ma. I checked the kitchen, and there is no foodstuff left."

Mia frowned because she was hungry. She questioned, "Why didn't you speak up?"

Olima stared from Mia to Gina. She had helped Mia with her assignments, and Mia had been acting friendly with her. But once Gina arrived home and Mia saw her mother had returned, Mia switched to her mother's toxic behavior.

"And you sat here with Mia watching television. Didn't you know you should have come to my shop to ask for money to refill the house with foodstuffs, that you need ingredients to prepare dinner for tonight, or did you expect us to starve with you?" Gina questioned with a cold glare. Olima replied, "No, Mother—I mean, Ma."

Gina opened her purse and brought out a bundle of notes. She counted them and said, "Here is 10,000. Before I go upstairs to finish my bath and come back down, make sure you have gone to the market to buy the ingredients for vegetable soup and semovita. Else!" Gina’s eyes narrowed at Olima. She dropped the money on the center table and took the stairs to her bedroom.

Olima rushed into the kitchen because she knew her stepmother was not joking. She searched the kitchen containers to identify the ingredients she needed for the vegetable soup. She rushed out from the kitchen, picked up the money from the center table, and left the house. She heard Mia’s laughter as she ran out like someone being chased.

Nathan stood up as he saw Olima rush to the gate, holding a black polythene bag to her chest. She was dressed in a light blue gown. Nathan asked her, "Where are you rushing to, Small Madam?"

"Open the gates!" Olima screamed. Nathan knew Olima was on an errand, as that was how she ran from the house.

Nathan opened the gate and Olima ran out. She was almost knocked down by a red car driving out of the estate road. The driver cussed at her, "Stupid lady! Where are you rushing to like that?"

Olima ignored the driver of the expensive red car. She reached the estate road and continued running toward the gate to go to the market.

Inside the red car sat a handsome man whose billionaire parents wanted him to take over their multimillion-dollar empire and real estate businesses. His father was known for selling houses to top billionaires in town.

Justin Robert was a dark-skinned man of twenty-one years. His heart flew to his lungs as he saw his car almost hit the lady who ran from her home. He knew billionaire families lived in the estate.

With the sun going down in the west, his car passed her. Justin was going to a clubhouse, as he hated business topics and found nothing about business interesting. He preferred drawing, watching movies in his room, and hanging out with women.

Justin felt his dîck harden as he saw the young lady. He watched her run, her chest and backside bouncing with her pace. Unable to look away as Jesse drove past her, Justin ordered, "Stop the car."

"Boss..." Jesse was taken by surprise at his young master's order. He gulped and replied, "Alright, Boss."

Justin wore a red long-sleeve shirt, black trousers, and sparkling black shoes. He was handsome and took care of his looks, knowing first impressions matter.

Olima continued running to exit the estate gate. Night was approaching, and she knew her stepmother would punish her if she did not return home to prepare dinner on time.

"Boss, do you need anything?" thirty-year-old Jesse Andrew asked. He wore a white shirt and black trousers.

"No, wait here," Justin replied. He was nervous as he saw the young lady running toward his car to exit the estate gate.

Justin was used to women throwing themselves at him. Now he had to approach this young lady. He had seen her before on countless occasions but could not approach her, knowing her father was a billionaire.

Olima did not have time to change her light blue gown, which brought out her shape. She slowed her pace after she saw the red car that had cussed at her stop. The side door opened. Olima thought the driver or passenger wanted to step down to scold her for running into the street without looking.

"Hi," the handsome man who stepped down from the red car spoke to her. Olima froze in her spot as she stared at the tall man standing in front of her.

"No... excuse me," Olima shook her head as she met Justin’s gaze. Before Justin could speak, "Wait."

Olima ran past him, moving faster than before toward the exit gate.

"Damn it!" Justin cursed. Jesse smiled in the car as he watched Olima’s reaction through the side mirror.

Justin sat back in the car and ordered Jesse, "Start the car."

"Alright, Boss," Jesse replied. He waited for Justin to hook his seatbelt before he started the engine and drove off.

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Olima’s heart beat in her chest as she exited the estate gate and got into a taxi. She breathed out in relief, wondering what the young man wanted from her, as she did not know him.

Olima calculated the soup ingredients she would buy from the local market. She knew the main market would be closed, but she could get foodstuffs from the sellers along the road.

Arriving at the market area, Olima paid her taxi f*e. She rushed toward a roadside seller and bought the ingredients for the vegetable soup. She had learned how to cook five months ago. She was not good at cooking, but it was manageable.

Olima never used to cook when her mother was alive. Having to learn now that her mother was gone, Olima swallowed hard and paid for the vegetables. Before she finished her purchases, night had fallen. Olima frowned, knowing her stepmother would complain.

Olima forgot to ask her stepmother for money earlier. Because she had been begging for her college education. Also, she was helping Mia with school assignments, she forgot to go to her stepmother’s boutique where she sells feminine wear.

Olima stood waiting for a taxi, but no cab arrived as the night continued to fall.