Chapter 4 - Meeting Justin

"No ma. I checked the kitchen, and there's no foodstuff left," Olima replied, and Mia frowned as she was hungry and questioned, "Why didn't you speak up since?"

Olima stared from Mia to Gina, as she had helped Mia with her assignments, and Mia was nice and acting friendly with her. But once Gina arrived home and Mia saw that her mother had returned, Mia would switch to her mother's toxic behavior.

"Hmm. And you sat here with Mia watching television. Didn't you know that you should have come to my shop to ask me for money to refill the house with foodstuffs and the things you would need to prepare our dinner tonight? Or did you actually expect us to starve with you this night?" Gina questioned with a cold glare, and Olima replied, "No mother, I mean ma..."

Gina opened her purse and brought out some bundles of money. She counted it and said, "Here's 10,000. Before I go upstairs, take my bath, and come back down, make sure you've already gone to the nearby market and bought all the ingredients you will use to prepare vegetable soup with semovita. Else!..." Gina's eyes burned at Olima again, and she dropped the money on the center table and immediately took the stairs, going back upstairs to her bedroom.

Olima immediately rushed into the kitchen, knowing her stepmother wasn't joking. She searched all the kitchen containers to know the actual ingredients she would need for the vegetable soup. Then she hurriedly rushed out of the kitchen, picked up the money from the center table, and left the house, hearing Mia subtly laughing at her as she rushed out like someone being chased.

Nathan stood up as he saw Olima rush out to the gate, holding a black polythene bag to her chest, and she was dressed in a light blue gown. Nathan hastily asked her, "Where are you rushing to, small madam?"

"Open the gate!" Olima screamed, and Nathan knew Olima was sent on an errand again, as that was how she usually ran out from the house.

Nathan opened the gate and Olima rushed out like a mad woman. She was almost knocked down by a red car that was driving out to exit the estate street, and the red car driver cursed at her, "Stupid lady! Where are you rushing to like that?"

Olima ignored the expensive red car driver who was cursing after her, as she rushed out to the beautiful estate street and continued running up to the estate gate to go to the market.

Inside the sleek red car sat a young, handsome black man named Justin Robert. His billionaire parents wanted him to take over their multimillion-dollar empire and real estate businesses, as his father was known for selling houses to top billionaires in their town.

Justin Robert was a dark-skinned, handsome guy, 21 years of age. His heart flew to his lungs as he saw his car almost hit the silly lady who ran out from her parents' home, as he knew that mostly billionaire families lived in the estate.

With the sun gradually going down in the west and his car driving past her, Justin was heading out to one of his finest hangout places—the clubhouse. He hated business topics and didn't seem to find anything about business interesting. Except drawing beautiful women, watching movies in his room, and hanging out with hot ladies who were ready to get down in bed with him, and pleasure him as much as he wanted.

Justin felt his dîck harden as he saw how pretty the young lady looked, and how she was running carelessly, not minding how her big boobs and buttọcks were bouncing up and down with her fast running.

Unable to see all that beauties and look away, even as Jesse drove the red car past her, Justin ordered, "Stop the car."

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

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

Olima continued running toward the estate gate, as night was approaching fast. She knew her stepmother would punish her if she didn't return home early to prepare their dinner on time.

"Boss, do you need anything?" the 30-year-old, impatient Jesse Andrew asked, as he wore a white shirt and black trousers.

"No, wait here," Justin replied, as he was nervous, seeing the pretty young lady running up to his car and toward the estate gate as well.

Justin was mostly used to ladies throwing themselves at him, and now he had to throw himself at the pretty young lady he was seeing again. He had seen her before countless times but couldn't approach her, knowing her father would also be a billionaire.

Olima didn't have the time to go upstairs to change her light blue gown, as it provocatively brought out all her shape. She ran up slowly after she saw that the red car from earlier—the one whose driver had previously cursed her—had stopped, and the side door opened.

Olima thought the driver or the passenger in the red car wanted to step down, and scold her for her silly action of running out into the estate street like a mad woman, not even looking ahead to see if any car was coming.

"Hi," the dark-skinned, handsome young man who stepped down from the flashy red car spoke to her.

Olima froze on the spot as she stared at the tall man standing in front of her.

"No... Please, excuse me," Olima shook her head as she met Justin's gaze, and before Justin could speak, "Wait—"

Olima ran past him, running even faster than before toward the exit gate of the estate street.

"Damn it!" Justin cursed, and Jesse only smiled in the car, as he had watched Olima's reaction through the driver's side mirror.

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

"Alright, boss," Jesse replied, and he waited for Justin to hook his seatbelt properly before he started the red car engine and drove off.

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Olima's heart was still beating fast in her chest as she exited the estate gate and got into a taxi.

Olima breathed out in relief, wondering what the young man wanted from her, as she didn't know him before.

She calculated all the soup ingredients she would buy from the local market nearby, as she knew the main market would have closed, but she could still get some foodstuffs from some of the local sellers along the road.

Olima arrived at the market area, paid her taxi fare, and rushed toward one of the market sellers by the roadside to buy all the ingredients she needed to prepare the delicious vegetable soup.

Olima had only learned how to cook five months ago, and she wasn't so good at cooking either, but it was still manageable.

She never used to cook before when her mother was still alive, and having to learn all that now that her mother was gone, Olima sobbed and paid for all the items and vegetables she had bought.

Before she could round up all her purchases from the road sellers, night had fallen, and Olima frowned, knowing her stepmother would complain.

Olima had totally forgotten to ask her stepmother for money earlier in the morning because she was begging to resume her tutorial class, and with her helping Mia with her assignments from school, she had totally forgotten to go to her stepmother's shop, where her stepmother sold feminine wears. As Gina owned a boutique.

Olima stood waiting for a taxi to arrive, yet there was no cab to take her home as the night continued to fall.