—Time? I made you, Folashade. I can finish you before sunrise.
Fear made her cruel. Nkechi used that fear like a knife. First, she put something in Tunde’s drink during a private dinner, hoping he would wake up confused beside her and be forced into marriage. But Tunde vomited everything, and Adaeze, hearing him groan, rushed to his room with water and a cold towel.
—Adaeze, something was in that drink.
—I know, sir. Please rest.
—Do not leave me alone tonight.
She stayed seated by the door until morning, praying quietly. Nothing improper happened, but the closeness between them became impossible to hide. Nkechi saw them laughing over breakfast 2 days later, and her hatred turned dangerous. Folashade’s second plan came at night. She called a junior staff member from her office, a young man named Chidi, and gave him money.
—Go into Adaeze’s room after she sleeps. Sit close to her. My son must find you there.
Chidi stared at her.
—Madam, what exactly do you want me to do?
—Just make it look bad.
That evening, Nkechi gave Adaeze a bottle of water while pretending to apologize.
—Drink. Let us stop fighting like village women.
Adaeze drank because she still believed people could change. Within minutes, her head spun, her knees weakened, and darkness swallowed her. Chidi entered her room later, but when he saw her unconscious on the bed, his conscience broke. He sat far from her, placed his phone camera on record, and whispered a prayer. Folashade dragged Tunde to the room at midnight with Nkechi behind her, already acting shocked. The door opened. Adaeze woke slowly, confused, terrified, seeing a man she did not know sitting near the wall.
—What is happening? Who is he?
Folashade shouted before anyone could breathe.
—So this is the innocent girl you were defending!
Adaeze staggered up.
—Sir, I swear before God, I do not know him.
Tunde said nothing, and that silence wounded her more than an insult.
—Leave my house before morning, Folashade ordered.
Adaeze packed with shaking hands and returned to Surulere in shame. But Chidi kept the video, and what he recorded that night was enough to bring down every lie in that mansion.
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