BRIDAL CONTEST

Chapter 20

He has worked with a very good PI that his PA introduced him to once and he is wowed by the marvelous work of Anisa Haque. He was a bit skeptical before he met her, a northern Nigerian woman as a private investigator? But he saw it in every bit of her when he met her and more when she did a job Well-done. For someone who is enticed by brains more than beauty he has once seen her in the light as his wife but the girl was not at all smitten by him so he let her be. He's not one to chase over a girl like someone who has nothing to do.

The same thing is drawing him near to Samira. For her he understands that she is not in the house just because she wants to be called his wife and be traveling the world from one social event to another because her husband can afford it, but because she wants to expand what she has built.

Most times, she intimidates him that she has built her enterprise from the scratch, a selfmade millionaire while his first earned-million is celebrated with the numerous that have been laying in his account since he was a little child but he has learned to accept that he shouldn't feel guilty because he can afford what many others dream of. What he wouldn't let himself do is being pompous because he is born with a silver spoon.

Although he is attracted to this quality of her he still feels there are some potholes to what the tabloids are saying about her so he decides that he will contact Anisa Haque so that he will end this ladies hauling over him and be done with it.

The woman in his thought strolls into the orchid, walking stylishly and shaking all the swells on her body. Her bright skin shining under the early morning sun and her perfume mixing with that of the wet sand beaten by the rain the night before, heavenly. This is what he will like to come home to everyday of his life.

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On the Envelope from Anisa Haque he saw written in bold and caps Small girl, Big God. He tore open the heavy thing and came across a punched folder, so professional, he thought of the packaging.

Samira is from Kauran Namoda in Zamfara State and a daughter of a Muslim Cleric, she lost her mother shortly after her birth.

Although she was born dark but she has always been moderately beautiful and a head turner because of her perfectly sculptured body. She has battled with advances from so many rich men both young and old till she fell prey and the money got into her head.

Her father's death made things worse as she humps from one man to another to leech for what she desires at that time. In no time she acquired houses and plots of land in cities apart from luxury vacations, automobiles, gadgets and wardrobe courtesy of who she is dating.

Arshad couldn't bring himself to continue reading the typed composition that is breaking his heart into pieces and churning the tiny pieces till he has no heart in his chest. He brushed through the remaining pages and saw pictures of her and that of the paperwork of her properties with dates and more explanation regarding who she was dating at the time she got it and why it is believed that she got it from him.

Even the picture of where she got her new skin color was pasted in the folder. Just like that she dissipated from his mind with the wind that is blowing through the window he rested his head on.

Now he will be left with the egocentric Sauda who thinks the world revolves around her, she has been trying to sell to him that he needs her just as she needs him. Agreed, a merger with an agro-allied company will push Tambari to the shores but that does not mean that is what they need or are considering now.

Or his power-striven cousin who is all over him for the fame she knows this will bring her. He has warned her exclusively to not put him or whatever is happening on her YouTube channel, he won't stop her from taping in the house but nothing too personal should be aired there.