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Dapo was quite taken aback by her speech. He merely opened his mouth and closed it without any word coming out of him. From behind them, someone called Ame's name and she turned and then squealed in delight as she ran past Dapo to get to the caller.
It was Philip Omagbemi!
The transformation in Ame was rather amazing. She flitted like an excited schoolgirl as she got scooped up and twirled in the air by her Romeo. Dapo watched' horrified as Philip took Ame in his arms and gave her a long, passionate kiss.
He didn't wait for the kiss to end as he turned back angrily the way he had come. The humiliation was too much for him to bear. He knew it was time he left before the love struck Ame burst his bubbles.
Dapo went hastily to the party area and soon found his mother amidst her clu
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"Hush, babe, and listen," he scolded her lovingly as he planted a kiss on the tip of her nose, making her to smile. The music played on in the dimly-lit gardens as he continued."Allow me, my love, okay?" he said as he looked lovingly at her. Ame nodded. He spoke on. "I plan to save for two years, if it can be achieved in a year, all the better. Then, I'll invite you over to Australia with me for a holiday." He smiled widely as he looked into her eyes. "How do you like that, eh?" he asked smugly.Ame rolled her eyes in mock incredulity and placed her arms on her hips, sizing him up like an errant toddler and snorted, as she beat her chest like a warrior, "I am Obasogie's daughter, mister! I can pay my fare to Australia and back! What an audacity you have!"Philip roared in laughter, throwing back his head, and giving a pretentious clap of
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The passengers boarding the next plane were told to line up before another counter. Philip too followed them and joined the short queue. He had been travelling for the past ten hours. It seemed like years ago since he left the Murtala Mohammed International Airport back home in Nigeria.He had checked in early at the 'MMA', as the Murtala Mohammed International Airport was called for short, so as to familiarize himself with the rudiments necessary for his journey. He checked for the umpteenth time to make sure that all his documents and scholarship papers were intact and gave a nod of satisfaction when he confirmed that he was ready for the journey. He didn't have much luggage, unlike many of the passengers travelling with him. How some people saddled themselves with unnecessary frivolities!A woman with more luggage than four able-bodied men could conveniently carry was arguing heatedly with the officials, and causing a scene, claiming all
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Ame yawned as she came out of her car. It had been a tiring day and she eagerly looked forward to a warm bath and warm food to assuage her hunger.One of the maids rushed down the front steps, looking smart in her starched and ironed uniform as she smiled her welcome to Ame."Welcome ma!" she said with enthusiasm, smiling warmly at Ame as she made to collect Ame's bag which the latter declined with a small laugh."Thanks, Susan. I can manage this. Please get my other things from the car," Ame replied as she tossed her car keys at the girl, who caught it smartly."Yes ma," Susan replied, happy to be of service to her young madam.All the domestic staff of the Obasogie household, right from the securities at the main gate, to those in the main house, held the members of the Obasogie's family in high esteem because they treated them like human beings and were genuinely concerned abo
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Philip was startled. Crime?! He shuddered visibly. He looked at the young lady who had introduced herself as Shua again, took in the grim appearance of the armed guard beside her and licked his dry lips."I don't understand," he said simply.The lady, who was probably in her early thirties, nodded, then pointed to Philip's bag which she had placed on the table before them when she came in earlier."This...your bag..." Shua said and Philip, who didn't know whether that was supposed to be a statement or a question, merely nodded in affirmation. Then she continued, "Bad thing found in your bag." She didn't seem to make sense."Bad thing?" Philip repeated foolishly as he looked at her strangely, and then at his bag. What was she talking about? Was this why he had been detained and made to miss his flight?! "What bad thing?" he asked, trying to maintain his cool. He could tell that these were a non-Englis
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Dapo sauntered towards Ame, where she stood, waiting in line for her plate of food. He could not help admiring her. Though conservative in her style of dressing, he gave it to her that she was a power dresser who knew her combinations well, and he doffed his hat to her in that aspect. He had been stealing furtive glances at her all day long as the meeting proceeded. They were at the Thao Exclusive, an intercontinental hotel which was hosting an international celebrity who was on a world tour on the cause of alleviating the suffering of the economically-deprived children in the developing parts of the world. The company promoting the celebrity had sought out several multinational companies like that of the Adejares and Obasogies to work with as a result of their proven integrity from the records of their dealings in past times.Ame and Dapo were each representing their respective companies. Ame, who was seeing Dapo for the first time since the incid
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"Gee!" The sound of Julius' voice roused Philip from his dreamless sleep and he got up slowly from his narrow bunk. He had just managed to sleep after a tiring day mending roads. Less threatening inmates like him were taken to the highways, albeit under heavily armed security, to mend the roads."Gee, there is good news!" Julius exclaimed as he banged the bars of Philip's cell. Philip became alert as he came quickly to the entrance of the cell. "Tell me about it!" he said eagerly."Omar has agreed to visit!" he laughed happily. "Cut the rakit, wila!" somebody shouted from down the hall and Julius said something in an apologetic tone as he looked in the direction of the voice, then he reduced his voice into a whisper as he turned to face Philip again."I believe Omar is the deliverer, eh? Our modern Jesus, eh?" he asked delightedly as he smiled hopefully at Philip."Are you sure?" Philip asked his friend. He was ready to grasp any chance he could, no matter how slim, as long as it wou
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