“Oh God! This isn't happening. How did she find out?” Mrs Hockings thought as she looked at Sheila , then diverted her gaze to her husband.“That's not possible. Your mother can't do that. She knows how much we hate those people. She won't go having fun with the enemy,” Mr Hockings said, vouching for his wife as Sheila chuckled. Mr Hockings frowned, not liking the disrespect. “What's funny?” He asked.“Well father, that's what I said and thought till I saw them with my own two eyes. It looks like mother got too comfortable with the enemy,” Sheila said, looking at her mother with a little bit of hatred. “If you don't believe me, why don't you see for yourself,” then she brought out the photos from her pocket, placing it on the table. She had stolen them from Abraham's office before coming here. Mrs Hockings gasped seeing the photos while Mr Hockings looked shocked and speechless. He looked at his wife and then the photos to be really sure. “Got anything to say?” Sheila asked.“It's not

She has always been smarter but that's not the case for you,” Smart said, going back to his computer. Camila tried to hold her laughter. Keith looked at Mrs Genevieve.“How do you train your kids? They are just sharp-tongued like you,” Keith said as Camila was trying so hard to contain her laughter. Keith noticed it. “Really Camila?” He asked.“Sorry. Couldn't hold it,” she said as Keith rolled his eyes.“He's my son, so he's supposed to be smart like me,” Mrs Genevieve bragged as Smart cleared his throat.“Not to interrupt you, but mom you're not smart. Dad is. You're just witty,” Smart said, facing his computer as Mrs Genevieve glared at her son while Camila and Keith laughed.“You ungrateful piece of shit,” Mrs Genevieve muttered glaring at Keith and Camila shutting them up.“I brought the videos from the CCTV. This is how it happened,” Smart said, handing his phone to Keith.“Send the video to Sheila Hockings,” Keith said, taking the phone. Sheila was walking through the hallway

Sheila got home and was stopped by a furious Abraham at the door.“What's wrong? You look like all your money was being stolen and all your projects were being taken away from you,” she joked but when she didn't see him smile and that he got more angry, she became serious. “what? Did that really happen? You should know it was not really me. I had nothing to do with it,” she said, trying to walk past him but he pulled her back. “Hey, what's wrong with you? I said I didn't steal your money,” she shouted. “What's wrong with all the men getting on her nerves today,” she thought.“Shut up. Where have you been?” He asked.“And what has that got to do with you? I can go whenever I wish to go without your permission,” Sheila sassed back.“Don't push it. I'm this close to killing you and making sure your body isn't found and I would make a public announcement that you stole my money and ran away making you a golddigger and then I'll come for your family. So, don't push me. So, better answer th

“So, are we meeting Sheila today? I'm already sick of seeing her face,” Camila said, placing her hand on her jaw. Keith entered the office with Mrs Genevieve folding her arms. She wasn't smiling at all. He was folding the wrist of his shirt.“Why the long face Mrs Genevieve?” He asked as Camila turned to Mrs Genevieve.“I am really dreading that woman's face. I'm sick of her already,” Mrs Genevieve said as Keith chuckled.“Well, the Lord has heard your prayers. She isn't coming,” Keith said as Camila rolled her eyes.“She can't even keep business protocol. She's supposed to be here but she's bailing on us,” Camila said with disgust.“What a despicable woman,” Mrs Genevieve said as Keith just looked at the two women. They really had a lot in common.“Well, that's not the reason she's not here,” Keith said.“Then please tell us the reason she's not here and do not start defending her,” Mrs Genevieve.“He won't try it,” Camila said, glaring at Keith who just smiled nervously.“Abraham go

“Can you tell me why all these companies are competing for the Anderson project?” She asked as her husband turned to look at the television. He folded his newspaper, keeping it on his lap.“Anderson was a rich and wealthy man before he died. He didn't have anyone to take over his property so some were given to charity but his estate and lands are being sold to the highest bidder. Whoever wins the contract will be a lot richer. That's why every businessman is vying for his properties,” Mr Hockings answered, going back to his reading but Mrs Hockings wasn't done asking her question. Mr Hockings sighed, rolling his eyes. “Ask!” He said, folding his newspaper.“Sorry,” Mrs Hockings smiled sheepishly before asking her question. “Isn't Abraham Corner very rich and wealthy? I don't think he needs the Anderson project. He was way richer than Anderson from what I gathered. Why does he want it?” Mrs Hockings asked. “Simple. Thompson wants it,” Mr Hockings said simply as Mrs Hockings made an O