find her husband among the guest and give him the drink slowly she walked past the smiling man her heart pounding she saw the young man euka who had once asked for her hand in marriage he looked at her with pity she saw other men young Strong full of life but she was not allowed to choose them her steps felt heavy as she reached Mr okao his stick leaves stretched into a green she wanted to throw the cup away she wanted to run but where would she go with shaky hands she knelt and handed him the drink the crowd erupted in chairs the wedding was
sealed Amar is now officially the wife of Mr Oka a 45y old bus driver after the ceremony Chief Oka for took Amar to his compound it was a small Dusty house with a broken fence and an old wooden door cameras had sunk I have been sold into a life of suffering Chief Oka noticed her expression and chuckled do not look so sad my dear I have a surprise for you he clapped his hands suddenly a sleek black car rode into the compound Amar frowned who owned such a fine car the driver stepped out smiling he was a young man
no older than 25 Chief Oka for turn to Amar meets my driver Ugo the young man bowed slightly good evening Madame Mr Oka for them pulled off his AB underneath he wore a Crips designer shirt and gold wrist watch Amar blinked in confusion you think I am poor don’t you Mr Oka laughed that is what your stepmother believed that is why she gave you to me so easily he clapped again another car pulled up then another and another amaras as men in fine suit stepped out Mr oka’s House transformed before her eyes hidden behind the broken fence was a
magnificent mansion with stall Gates servants rushed forward carrying trays of expensive wines Mr ok’s deep laugh filled the air I am not just a chief my dear I am a billionaire Lamar’s legs felt weak her stepmother had thrown her away thinking she was sending her into suffering but in her greed she had unknowingly married her stepdaughter to one of the richest men in the land Amara stood Frozen her mouth slightly open a few minutes ago she thought she had been sold into suffering now she was standing in the grand Courtyard of a Hidden
Mansion surrounded by luxury chief okaf for turned to her with a smile you look surprised my dear wife she’s struggled to speak but everyone said you were poor he chuckled that’s what I wanted them to think he led her inside a mansion the walls were decorated with golden frames the floors were polished like glass servants moved swiftly bowing as they passed sit he guested to a grand leather chair let me tell you a story I was once a poor man Chief Oka for began Bing himself a drink born in this very Village I walked hard traveled far and
built an Empire but when I returned I saw how people treated the rich full of fake smiles and endless greed he took a sip of his wine so I decided to test people I let the village believe I was poor lonely and old his eyes twinkled with amusement and guess what your stepmother Madame Eber was the first to throw you into my hands I have asked and I heard you are a very good girl Amar clenched her fist her heart burned with anger her stepmother had been so desperate to get rid of her that she never bothered to know the truth Madame
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