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THE PHOTOGRAPH

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The envelope arrived by courier at noon.

Plain manila. No return address. Delivered directly to Juliet while Ejike was at the office. Mama Kemi brought it to her in the library, concern etched on her face.

Something about it felt wrong immediately. The weight. The thickness. The timing.

Juliet opened it carefully, half expecting something dangerous to spill out. Instead, she found photographs. Dozens of them, printed on glossy paper with professional clarity.

Her hands started shaking before her brain fully processed what she was seeing.

The photos showed Ejike and a woman. Not Juliet. Someone else. Someone beautiful in the calculated way of women who spent fortunes on their appearance. They were at a restaurant, heads close together in conversation. Another showed them leaving a hotel, walking side by side. A third captured them in what looked like a heated discussion, the woman's hand on Ejike's arm.

Each image was timestamped. All within the last two weeks. While they'd been fighti
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  • Married To The FIrst Zillionaire in Africa   THE PHOTOGRAPH

    The envelope arrived by courier at noon.Plain manila. No return address. Delivered directly to Juliet while Ejike was at the office. Mama Kemi brought it to her in the library, concern etched on her face.Something about it felt wrong immediately. The weight. The thickness. The timing.Juliet opened it carefully, half expecting something dangerous to spill out. Instead, she found photographs. Dozens of them, printed on glossy paper with professional clarity.Her hands started shaking before her brain fully processed what she was seeing.The photos showed Ejike and a woman. Not Juliet. Someone else. Someone beautiful in the calculated way of women who spent fortunes on their appearance. They were at a restaurant, heads close together in conversation. Another showed them leaving a hotel, walking side by side. A third captured them in what looked like a heated discussion, the woman's hand on Ejike's arm.Each image was timestamped. All within the last two weeks. While they'd been fighti

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