I raised my right hand and there was silence. That was how much people respected and feared me. "I will answer your questions but only one at a time," I told the journalists. "Let that one in," I said, pointing at one of the journalists, one that I knew very well. I knew that she would surely help me get out of this scandal one way or the other. My security guards let her pass along with her cameraman as well. "Thank you for this opportunity, Mrs. Wilson," she said. "You are welcome," I replied. "Okay Mrs. Wilson, my first question goes like this. Do you have anything to do with that poor man? I mean, the one who was accused of murder. Do you know him at all?" she asked. "No. I have no idea who he is." I answered. "Thank you, madam. Now I need to know this, if you didn't know that man then how come your driver and your daughter knew him?" she asked me and I burst into tears. "It's a long story," I said as I took out a hankie and wiped my crocodile tears. "I'm sorry Mrs. Wil

"None. I haven't heard from her for two days now. I figured something must be wrong somewhere." I answered Jason."Do you think we should check on her? Or maybe her parents won't let her out?" Jason asked me."Maybe," I repeated the word. "Anyways, for now, I just want to finish eating what my friend brought me," I said and Jason laughed."Sadly, they won't give u jobs just because we look like we can't handle it or we look like we'd steal their money and run away," Jason said."Or because we look like we will chase the customers away with our stench. Jason, not even a pig rearer would hire us." I said and laughed."But still, is it not people with needs that look for jobs? If we had jobs that pay well we wouldn't look like this. And if only the money they gathered and said it would be donated to the poor was given to the poor. People can tell all sorts of lies in politics." I said."You are not wrong about that. Devon, I am sure it is not all but most of these rich people want the po

I arrived at the Wilsons' family mansion in the clothes that Tamira sent to me. I knocked and after some time the door was answered by a maid."Good day sir, how may I hold you?" the maid inquired and coughed a bit. I could see that she was struggling with something. When she couldn't hold it anymore she held on to her nose and I knew the message she was passing. Why wouldn't I stink this bad? It's not like water was constantly available for us on the side of the city we lived in."I am here for the job of a house boy," I answered."Houseboy?" she questioned and coughed like she almost choked. "No such openings here. The wrong house," she told me. "Miss Tamira herself sent for me," I told the maid."I told you there is no such opening. Anyways, hold on and I will ask her about it." the maid said and hurriedly slammed the door shut.I waited for the maid who took five minutes before returning. "Come in and follow me." the maid said to me.The maid moved aside and I walked into the m

She gave me the thing in and I looked at it strangely. "It's a vacuum cleaner., she said after noticing my clear confusion."Here, I will show you how to use it." the maid said and took it from my hands. She showed me how to turn it on and off and the way it is used. I accepted it back from her, "Thank you." I said and started to use it.I saw as Alex's face changed to an angry one. He glared at me and then walked in a different direction.I was vacuuming when I noticed yet another maid staring at me but this time from afar and hid immediately after she noticed I saw her. I had no clue why the maids were suddenly so... I don't even have a word for their behaviorI finished with the vacuuming and just then Xavier approached me. He was having a glass of wine in his hand and he emptied it on me and the rug."My mistake., he said, not hiding the fact that he did it on purpose."Scrub the rug." Xavier said, looking at me with indifference "Yes sir., I answered.I returned to the attic wit

"What the hell?! Tamira! Of all the pathetic men you could have done that with?! You chose a houseboy?!" Xavier yelled.It showed so clearly how much Xavier was fuming from the sight of what he had just seen. "We were not doing anything Xavier. Don't be so dramatic." Tamira said, trying her best to wave it off as though it was a minor thing."Tamira this is trash! I don't ever want to see you near that... that..." Xavier was so mad that he couldn't even find proper words to use."You!" Xavier said, pointing directly at me with his finger. "Get out!" he added.With my head humbly bowed, I left Tamira's room, and almost immediately, I heard the door slam shut behind me."I let you out too soon," Xavier said and I heard keys and the sound of the door being locked."Xavier you can't just do that to me! I did nothing wrong and you know it! Nothing happened between..." Tamira was saying but then Xavier interrupted."Was this the same poor nobody that mother was talking to me and Alex about