Benjamin was still in his car, quiet, lost in thought about what had transpired back at the supermarket. His mind was a whirlwind of emotions as he replayed the encounter with Cordelia over and over again.Suddenly, a knock on the door startled him out of his reverie, and he looked up to see Isabella standing there with a smile. "I've paid everything," she said, her voice breaking the silence.Nodding in acknowledgment, Benjamin replied, "I'll open the boot. Please help me put them inside.”Isabella nodded and efficiently assisted with loading the items into the car. Once they were done, she returned to where Benjamin was seated.Pulling out his phone, Benjamin said, "Give me your Cash App or account number."Isabella hesitated, shaking her head. "It's fine, this was just a small amount. Consider it as a favor."Frowning slightly, Benjamin insisted, "I don't need a favor from anyone. Give me your details,

 Fear gripped Maverick's heart as he watched the other men in the room exchange knowing glances. Just then, one of the men with a throng of ladies dancing around him raised his hand, silencing the room. With a commanding presence, he ordered the women to leave, and they obediently filed out of the room.Approaching Maverick, he looked him in the eye and asked, "Are you ready to pay the price?"Maverick nodded, eager to salvage the situation. "How much?" he inquired. "$10,000," the man stated firmly.Maverick's frown deepened at the hefty sum. "$10,000? That's too much," he protested.The man's expression hardened, and his tone grew impatient. "Then go and kill him yourself. Out!" he barked, pointing towards the exit. "You're crying over $10,000? Who told you our boss takes on these petty deals?" Maverick nodded, fear evident in his trembling voice and quivering hands. "I-I'll pay," he sta

The doctor, noticing Irene's distress, approached her gently. "Excuse me, miss, may I ask who you are?" he inquired, his voice calm and reassuring despite the urgency of the situation. "And why have you interrupted? Irene turned to the doctor, her eyes red and swollen from crying. "I'm Irene Azuka, his daughter," she replied, her voice trembling with emotion. "I received a call that he was brought here. Please, tell me what's happening. Is he going to be okay?”The doctor nodded understandingly, his expression sympathetic. "I'm sorry to inform you, but your father's condition is critical," he explained gently. The doctor sighed softly, his expression grave. "I'm afraid that given your father's condition, we may need to proceed with surgery," he explained, his tone gentle yet solemn.Irene's eyes widened in alarm at the mention of surgery. "Please, do whatever it takes to save him," she implored, her voice tinged with desperation. "I'll do anything."The doctor nodded, his gaze sympa

“Cordelia has rented the restaurant in the market Square and doing free meals today?” He smiled looking happy. “I'll have to go and taste it, I miss her meal.” He said with a smile. Just then he shook his head again, “she's not on good terms with me, is it good to go?” He thought. After much thought Benjamin walked out of the gym, he had made up his mind to go no matter what. Determined to seize the opportunity to taste Cordelia's cooking once more, Benjamin swiftly made his way to his room to dress up neatly. Selecting a crisp shirt and trousers, he ensured he looked presentable for the occasion. With his attire settled, he grabbed his car keys and headed out the door. Irene frantically dialed every contact in her phonebook, hoping against hope that someone would be able to provide the $20,000 she needed for her father's surgery. With each unanswered call and refusal, her heart sank deeper into despair. Friends, relatives, acquaintances—all echoed the same refrain: they didn't have

"Strangers?" Benjamin chuckled softly. "Have you forgotten all that happened between you and I, Cordelia? The funny moments, the dances, sharing the same bedroom, the kisses, swimming, clubbing, and more? Have you forgotten how I flew two helicopters just because of you?" he recounted, trying to jog her memory."I didn't ask for all those. I care about none. If it's those gifts you want, I can return them back to you," Cordelia replied firmly.Benjamin shook his head, reaching for the necklace around her neck. "Look, you're still wearing the necklace I got you. Why are you lying to yourself when you still have me in your heart?"Cordelia fell silent, her emotions conflicted. "Night is drawing near. Can you leave me alone to finish the little work left so I can leave?"Just then, all the neatly dressed waiters walked out, signaling the end of their duties. Hannah also appeared, noticing Benjamin and Cordelia's tense exchange."I'll leave now, Cordelia. See you later," Hannah interjected