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Chapter 4: Meeting with Justin

Olima nervously replied, “No, ma. I've checked the kitchen cupboards and there's no foodstuff there.”

Mia frowned as she was hungry, and she asked, “Why didn't you talk since in the afternoon?.”

Olima stared from Mia to her mother in shock as she was helping Mia to do her assignments from school since. Mia was acting nice and friendly with her, but once Mia sees that her mother had arrived home. Mia would change and start acting rudely like her mother's toxic behavior too.

Mrs. Gina sighed, “Hmm, and you sit down here since with Mia and watching the television. Didn't you know that you were supposed to come to my shop at the marketplace to ask for money to refill the house with food stuffs and the things that you will be needing in preparing our dinners for tonight, or did you expect us to starve with you this night?"

Mrs. Gina glares at Olima in a cold voice.

Olima fearfully replied, “No ma.”

Mrs. Gina's eyes narrowed at Olima and she opened her purse and brought out some new cash notes and counted it first.

She said, “Here's 10 thousand cashes. Before I should go upstairs to my room and take my bath and return downstairs here. Make sure that you've already gone to the market nearby, and purchase all the soup ingredients that you will be needing in preparing the vegetable soup with semolina tonight. Or else!..”

Mrs. Gina's eyes burnt coals at Olima as she dropped the 10k cash on the living room center table and walked upstairs to her bedroom.

Olima quickly rushed into the kitchen first as she knew that her stepmother wasn't joking with her threat…

She searches the kitchen cupboards for all the kitchen containers to know all the actual Ingredients that were left and which ones she would buy in the market in preparing the vegetable soup.

Olima hurries out from the kitchen again and picked up the 10k cash that was on the living room center table, and she dashed out of the house and hearing Mia subtly laughing out at her with the way that she had run out from the house like a crazy woman or someone who has been chased.

Nathan stood up immediately from the stool that was beside the gatehouse as he saw Olima rushing out from the house and towards the exit gate while holding a black polythene bag to her chest as she was wearing only her light blue gown with her black slippers.

Nathan immediately asked Olima, “And where are you rushing too small madam?"

Olima screamed out, “Open the gates' sir! I don't have time to explain.”

Nathan knew that was how Olima usually ran out whenever Mrs. Gina sent her on an errand again.

He pulled the smaller gate opened, and Olima immediately rushed out from their compound and into the estate road like a madwoman.

A red car almost knocked Olima down at the speed that she used to, rushed out onto the road and ran up to the estate gate like a mad woman.

The red car was also driving out along the estate street and to exit the estate road as well.

The red car driver cussed out at Olima, “Hey! Stupid lady! Watch where you're rushing too like that next time?"

Olima didn't respond and ignored the angry driver in the red flashy car as she continued with her running upward towards the estate exit gate that was still far ahead of her.

She was oblivious to whomever that was staring at her as she continued running up to the estate gate to pass the estate security men there and then go to the local market nearby that would soon be closed.

Inside the red car sat a young, handsome black man named Justin Robert. He was 21 years of age, and his parents wanted him to take over their multimillion dollar empire and real estate business.

His father is the actual owner of the estate and the one selling out the lands and houses to other top-notch billionaires in their city.

Justin is a dark-skinned man, very handsome, tall, and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the pretty young lady ran out into the road.

He had been admiring her and looking for a way to ask her out.

He didn't even know that was her family house, as he had been wondering which building she was living since he mostly sees her on the way…

He knew that mostly the billionaires family lives in his father's estate that was called “Emerson Housing Estate.”

With the sunset and the moonlight above the sky, Justin's car drove ahead passed Olima as he was going out to one of his finest hangout places, The clubhouse.

He hated business-related topics and didn't seem to find anything business interesting. Well, except for his drawings, watching movies, hanging out with pretty fine ladies, that were ready to get down in bed with him and to pleasure him sweetly as hot as he wanted it.

Justin felt his member hardened when he saw Olima again.

Seeing how pretty that she looks with her carelessly running upward towards the estate exit gate, and not minding how her big boobs and buttocks bounced up and down with her running fast on the road.

Justin gulped hard as he was unable to see all the goodies that Olima was carrying on her body for free and look away in peace as he really admired her.

He wanted to speak to her and ask her out and even as Jesse had driven the red car passed her. He ordered Jesse, “Stop the car.”

Jesse was taken aback by Justin's order to him, and he asked, “I should do what, boss?”

Justin replied, “Stop the car.”

Jesse gulped and replied, “Okay boss.”

Jesse was Justin's personal driver and bodyguard too.

Justin was wearing a red long-sleeve shirt with black trousers and black shoes, and he looked breathtakingly handsome as he usually took care of his looks.

He knew that a first impression matters, and so he anticipated asking Olima out as his car stopped ahead of her.

Olima stopped with her running upward towards the estate exit gate as she saw the red car that had earlier yelled at her stopped ahead of her.

She wondered why the car had stopped, as she knew that the car driver just yelled at her.

'Did the car driver want to reprimand me?' Olima wondered.

Meanwhile, Jesse stared backward at Justin, and asked, “Boss, do you need anything?"

Jesse Andrew is a 30-years-old black man and Justin's driver and personal bodyguard too.

He was wearing a white shirt and black pants with white boots, too.

Justin replied, “No Jesse, just wait here first.”

Justin was nervous after seeing Olima stopped.

He was extremely nervous as it was his first time of asking a lady out. He knew that mostly the young ladies typically threw themselves on him, now he had to throw himself on the pretty young lady that he had been seeing around and seeing her again for the fourteenth time.

He had seen her before on countless times, but he couldn't approach her and knowing that her father would also be a billionaire in their estate…

Olima didn't have the opportunity to go back upstairs to her room to change her light blue gown as it provocatively revealed all her shape.

She slowed down, walking up to the estate gate as she wondered why the red car had stopped.

She saw the side door of the red car pushed opened, and a pair of black shoes stepped down first.

Olima was afraid as she thought maybe the car owner truly wanted to scold her because of how she had silly run out in the road without even staring at first, to know if any car was coming up.

She saw a tall, handsome man stepped down from the red car, and he said to her, “Hi.”

Olima froze in her spot and stared up at the man's face that stood in front of her.

She replied to him, “No… Please excuse me, sir.”

Olima immediately took to her heels, after shaking her head to tell him no. She ran past him after meeting his desirous gaze on her.

Just before Justin could say, “Wait”

Olima had already run away, and running faster than before and towards the estate exit gate.

She finally exited the gate and ran out to get a cab.

Justin cussed out, “Damn it!!"

Jesse only smiled from sitting in the driver's seat of the car as he saw how Olima had run past Justin, and her reaction earlier when she saw Justin stepped down from the car.

Justin frustratingly entered back into his car, and sat in the back seat. He ordered Jesse, “Start the car.”

Jesse replied, “Alright boss”

Jesse waited for Justin to hook his seatbelt first, before he started the car and ignited the engine and drove off…

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Olima's heart was still beating so loud in her chest after she had exited the estate gate.

She was waiting to get a Taxi to take her to the local market nearby, and she breathed out in relief, wondering what the handsome man wanted from her?

She didn't know him before, and couldn't wait to hear him out either.

She quickly calculated all the soup ingredients that she would buy from the local market nearby, and knew that the main market would have already closed.

She knew that she could still get some foodstuff items to buy from the local foodstuff sellers along the road, and she hauled a taxi and finally arrived at the local market area.

Olima stepped down from the taxi after paying the taxi driver for her ride, and she rushed towards one of the roadside market sellers to buy all the soup ingredients that she would need in preparing the delicious vegetable soup.

She knew that she had only learned how to cook five months ago after she lost her parents and she wasn't so good at cooking, but it was still manageable.

Olima never used to cook before when her mother was still alive as they had a cook, but she had to learn all that now that her mother was gone.

She quickly paid the seller for all the soup ingredients and vegetables that she had bought, and she rounded up with all her purchased.

The night had fallen, Olima frowned, knowing that her stepmother would complain.

She totally forgot to ask her stepmother for money earlier in the morning when Mia was going to school. Then she was also pleading with her stepmother about the need for her to resume her tutorial classes. And in the afternoon, she totally forgot to go to her stepmother's shop as she was helping Mia with her school assignments.

Olima knew that her stepmother sells feminine wears. So, she stood beside the road waiting for a taxi to arrive and take her home.

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