Dakore’s lips remained sealed as she thought of what to say. Would he believe her if she told him she saw Gabriel’s wife with Uchenna. Won’t he say she was lying and ungrateful to the person that brought her to his company? She heaved a sigh and looked at him.
“I am very sorry for your loss sir.”
“Thanks.” Bruno got up and replaced the pic back into the box. “When you are through, give the box to Alfred, he knows where to keep it. Dinner will be ready very soon, after you eat, you can leave. There’s no need to come here tomorrow morning, go straight to the office.”
Bruno left the room and Dakore quickly assembled the photos according to the instruction. After she was done, she went to the living room and the aroma of the food made her famished. Alfred took the box from her and she joined Bruno on the dining table. He was already eating. Dakore ate to her satisfaction and she enjoyed the meal. Bruno who ate in silent, finished his food before her and went to his private living room to make some calls. The last call was made to his mother.
“Mom, you didn’t have to threaten her.”
“You call that threaten?”
“Yes! I was busy and that was why I couldn’t answer your call. I know exactly what you wanted to say. I am still thinking about it.”
“There is nothing to think Bruno! Come and live with us. Your father is in support of it and we really want you here.”
“I will come to the house by weekend for us to talk better. I have to go now, take care.”
He ended the call before she could even open her mouth to scream at him.
Mrs. Mosun dropped her phone angrily on the bed. Her husband came out from the bathroom and stood beside the bed.
“I think you should leave Bruno alone.” He said to her. “He is a grown man and he is capable of taking care of himself.”
“I know he is capable of taking care of himself, I just want him here. I want my son here with me before he gets married.”
Mr. Kingston scoffed and sat. “Do you think Bruno will ever get married?”
She sat upright and wore a frown on her with poise-aged face. “Is that your wish or a curse placed on my son?”
He smiled faintly. “Instead of you to find a solution to make Bruno consider any woman he is currently dating for him to marry, you are talking about him living with us. Bayomi is not here, we have to do something to the one that is here.”
“You think I don’t think about Bruno getting married. Have you forgotten what he told us about the girl he engaged?”
“Bruno was lying! I knew he was lying to us so that we won’t come together and question him about marriage.”
His wife rose from the bed and went to stand opposite him. “Do you think I don’t have a plan? I am waiting for Mrs. Juliet Winston to visit Nigeria with her daughter. My friend promised to visit us very soon.”
“You want Bruno to marry the Winston’s daughter?”
“A white woman?”
“Yes! Is anything wrong in that?”
Mr. Kingston looked at the lamp table, grabbed his phone and stood. Mrs. Mosun watched him walk out the door without hearing a single word from his mouth. He banged the door loud.
Dakore was ready to leave; she went and knocked on the door of Bruno’s private living room.
“What is it?” He asked in a loud voice.
“I wanted to let you know I am leaving sir.”
“I already told you, you can leave after eating.”
“Okay sir.” Dakore thanked Alfred and Tim before she left to the hospital. Her mother was fast asleep. She woke up thirty minutes later and smiled at her daughter.
“How was work today?”
“It was okay.” Dakore said without a smile on her lips.
“She gave a one sided smile. “Nothing mom, just tired.”
“I don’t think so. Is your boss treating you well?”
She placed her right hand on her forehead. She shook her head and began to cry silently. Her mom gently took her hand away and Dakore looked at another direction. She didn’t want her mother to see tears draining on her face.
“Were you sacked?”
Dakore cleaned her face and stared at her. “No mom.”
“Then what is it?”
“I don’t know. My boss seems nice but he has a dirty character. You won’t believe it, he calls me a bingo.”
“Let’s forget about it. I don’t want to talk about it.”
“We have to talk about it. Forget about my health, I want you to quit. I don’t want you to tolerate such insolence from a man that has no respect for you. Who the hell does he think he is?”
“I will tolerate him. It’s just a matter of time.”
There was a knock on the door. Nurse Abigail came in and told them that they had a visitor.
“Who?” Dakore asked.
“She said her name is Nneka.”
“Oh! Let her come in.”
She left, came back with her and went away. Dakore and Nneka hugged. Mrs. Roberts was very happy to see her and thank her for the provisions.
“It’s nothing ma.” Nneka said. “I hope you are getting better.”
“We give glory to God.”
Dakore stood and convinced Nneka to sit. When she finally did, she questioned her.
“Why did you come by this time? You know your place is far from here.”
“I know but I won’t be going home. A cousin of mine gave birth and she lives close to this place. I can’t be in this area and not come to see your mom.”
“Thank you Nneka.”
“How many times will you thank me, I have done nothing.”
“Why don’t you take her to the motel and discuss there. Very soon the doctor will come here and she will definitely tell both of you to leave.”
“You live in a motel?” Nneka asked Dakore in a surprised tone.
“It’s a long story my sister and I have a job now.”
Mrs. Roberts frowned.
Dakore added. “I will tell you everything on our way to the motel.” She turned to her mom and pecked her forehead. “I will check on you before I leave for work tomorrow.”
“No problem. Remember we have not finished our discussion. We will do that another time.”
Nneka greeted Dakore’s mom and they bid her goodbye. After a long walk to the motel, they got into her room and Dakore pull off her shoes and sat on a chair.
“I can’t believe you still want to work for someone that disrespects you. Very soon others in your work of place will start calling you a bingo.”
She shook her head. "I can't believe this. Stop working for him."
“I have my reasons and I didn’t want to tell my mom one of them.”
“Something is off in that office and I want to get to the bottom of it.”
“What is off and how is it your business if really something is off?”
“I am still trying to figure out the motive why the senior office assistant has been lying to me. I wonder about some of the other colleagues in that company and it is my business because I work for the CEO of the company.”
“You better be careful. He might not appreciate what you are doing for him.”
Dakore looked into her eyes. “I don’t need his appreciation, I just want God to touch his heart and use him to help me get the money for my mother surgery.”
Nneka sighed and moved close to her. “I pray God answer your prayer. If you want to make some money, I can help you.”
“Help me how?”
“First of all, guess.”
“How can I guess when I have no idea what you want to say?”
She laughed. “Anyways, at my shop yesterday, a woman’s car broke down. You won’t believe some area boys wanted to harass her. I helped her send them away and I called my husband to repair her car free of charge.”
“Your husband did not become a mechanic for nothing. Why will you allow him repair her car free of charge? Do you know her?”
“I don’t know her. Although, when I got home, Samuel wasn’t happy with me.”
“Of course he won't be happy with you.”
“Forget about that for now. The woman came this morning to thank me again. She bought many things from my shop. She said she didn’t even need them, she just wanted to patronize me. She also gave me her complimentary card. She said if I was interested to serve drinks and cocktail snacks at a cocktail party holding next month. My pay will be one hundred thousand naira.”
“One hundred thousand naira to serve? Are you sure it is not a trap?”
“Not at all. She is a relative of the person hosting the party, She said they need single girls who are beautiful because some of the men might be interested in them and they will get paid by these men. She just wants to help me. I only need to get a white shirt, black pants and nice sandals. I will make my hair too. I’m only doing it for the hundred thousand and I told her I have a friend that might be interested. She said she can help fill two of us in the party.”
“Just like that.”
“As simple as ABC. You are not going to do it for the men, only to serve except you still want to make more money. You are single.”
“I can’t sell my body.”
“Does that mean you have accepted to join me? Please, I don’t want to be alone with strangers. I want you there with me.”
Dakore sighed. “Inform me about the date on time so that I can ask for permission from my boss.”
“It will be on a Saturday.”
“It doesn’t matter. My boss can need me anytime, any day.”
“Na wa for that your boss o. He must be a pain in the ass.”
To be continued.....