His Doctor Bride
That thought alone made Suzan almost skip on the road as she rushed to the cab she had booked.
Clara arrived minutes later wearing a brown fitted gown, shades on, bag in hand, looking like she walked straight out of a fashion magazine. Suzan immediately stood up to greet her.
“Sit, sit,” Clara said casually as if she wasn’t a whole celebrity.
Suzan sat back slowly, still star-struck. “I’m so happy to meet you again, ma. It’s a big privilege."Suzan straightened her sitting position immediately.
Clara didn’t waste time. She pulled a nylon bag closer and pushed it across the table. Inside was a large bottle of liquid with no label and a small sachet of solid white substance.