Revenge Of The Richest Ex-Husband

Rest In Peace Jamole Cadry

Jade and Andre were trimming the flowers at the garden when a familiar buzzing noise of a bike rode into the premises and once they turned around lo and behold it was none other than Jamole.

Grinning ear to ear, Jamole smiled with opened arms at Jade, who was still dumbfounded to behold his bestie in janitors’ jumpsuit and his ID card hanging down his neck.

“Guess who is back!” Jade screamed, “Jamole! Welcome back, dude!” he left his duty and ran into his embrace.

“I am back for real!” Jamole responded as they hugged for a time that seemed eternal. “Thank you so much, friend for being there for me.”

All the while they jubilated Andre fumed under his breath. Jamole’s return was one thing he least expected.

“This poverty-stricken is back. I thought Roger sacked him. What is he doing in that jumpsuitlooking like an elf? Oh Lord this is one sight I don’t want to see now,” he nagged in his mind.

Furiously Andre dropped his cutting knife on the ground, hissed and walked away. He was deep in