Missy stormed into her mother’s room, clutching her night robe to avoid it from falling off her. She was furious to see her senior cousins rummaging through her things in her own room. “Mother, what’s going on? Tell me why my senior cousins are all over my things in my room!” she demanded, slightly raising her voice.Her mother, on the other hand, seemed undisturbed by the intrusion. She had a handful of beauty personnel doing her makeup and attending to her needs. She looked at Missy with a smug smile on her already makeup-beaten face. “And who are all these people? What’s the occasion?” Missy asked, confused because it was unlike her mother to plan to go out without her.“Missy, dear. Go and get dressed. Your uncles are coming and some are already here,” Mrs Johnson said casually, as if it was nothing to worry about.“What?!” Missy yelled and stepped closer to the table where her mother was having her makeup done. “Mother, I didn’t know this meeting was holding this soon,” she whisp

Missy stared at the man sitting across from her, feeling a surge of mixed emotions. Why exactly did she marry this man? Was it love? Was it infatuation? Was it stupidity? Or was she just young and experimenting?Whatever it was, she felt it was definitely the worst decision she had ever made because she was constantly taunted for it, day and night.She watched as he wiped the tears from his eyes, his voice low and shaky, as if he was about to break down any moment. “Okay,” Jerry said, nodding his head in resignation. “If you say so.” He added, looking at her with a pitiful expression. He wanted to cry so bad for the betrayal and unjust treatment from the woman he loved. He remembered when they courted. They were the envy of many lovers.“I wonder what went wrong,” he muttered under his breath, but Missy decided to ignore him. She turned her face away from him, hiding her own pain and confusion. Missy felt terribly shattered. She was trying to be a good daughter to her parents. Her par

Missy was overjoyed. Finally, someone had come to her aid.“It is important to note that we were only doing this to salvage the family’s financial crisis. It was a free and fair vote,” Mr. Bridgeton said, trying to justify himself.He was interrupted by a long stern glare from Tom. He had a commanding presence that made everyone respect him.“Free and fair?!” Tom thundered, slamming his fist on the table. “Did I forget to mention that there are so many maidens in the room including your daughter? And you decided to go for a married woman. This vote was anything but free and fair!” He accused, pointing at Mr. Bridgeton with his finger.The people in the hall started whispering and soon their whispers turned to loud murmurs. They had also underestimated Jerry and had no idea how powerful and influential he was. They felt anxious of what would happen next.“Now that we are on the same page, brother take over the ground,” Tom said, handing over the power to speak to Jerry.“Gladly,” Jerry