Billionaire's Daughter

6

... "noooooo", I jumped up from the bed, sweaty, and deeply gasping for air, i looked around and realised I was sleeping and it was a dream but to be sure it's a dream I pinched myself a bit.

"Ouch, Oh my gosh!, thank God it was just a dream" I sighed in relief, I checked the time on my phone and it was 10am already, I wore my robe and went to the kitchen to cook up something to eat because I was starving. I decided to eat fried plantain and scrambled eggs So i got to work cooking while vibing to "Betty butter by mayorkun and davido", if you're a Nigerian and a girl like me you would love the jam. I couldn't help but dance a bit while slicing the plantains.

After cooking, I went to my room with my plate, sat on the bed and started munching down on my food. While eating I checked to see if Ebuka had sent me any message, I couldn't help but smile when I saw his message. Another message pooped up to my screen which made me frown, it was an email from one of my modelling companies reminding me that I had a shoot today at noon, which reminds me I have to tell them I'll be travelling so they'll transfer me to the company in Lagos or whatever they do to their models that move. In as much as I love modelling it can be very stressful and tiresome, I started modelling at 13 and I've been in this stuff for two years now and I'm yet to get a hand of the pop up photoshoot and the piles of makeup they force me to wear. Anyway shaa it is what it is, man has to hustle shaa.

Most of you out there might be wondering why I'm suffering myself instead of enjoying my dad's money abi? Well, it is his money and not mine, I want to learn how to start making mine at a young age so that I'll be firmly established when I'm grown with lots of businesses because me I like being independent. After washing my plate I took a hot shower, did my thing in the bathroom then dressed up, by the time I was done it was already 11:45, I quickly got the car key and headed out. I was not feeling the vibe to drive again so I told the driver to take me instead. Along the road I saw one of the girls in my set, Erica. In as much as she's pretty, she's a bitch. she's the leader of the 'my skirt is too tight gang', that's what I call them shaa. She was putting on one tiny dress with her pancake make up face and one wig like that. I just shook my head and faced front.

At last the driver pulled up to the building, I went in and instructed him to wait in the car for me because I wasn't planning on wasting so much time.
"Good day ma"
"Ehen Amanda kedu? (how are you?)"
I'm fine ma and you"
I'm fine my dear, we've been waiting for you, take this clothes and quickly change into them and have your photoshoot, you're the last model remaining."
"Ok ma.", I put on the cloth, as I headed out to have my photoshoot I bumped into Ebuka. What is he doing here?

"Hey, Amanda, whats up nah"
"Ahh Ebuka I am good oo, nice to see you, I didn't know you work here too"
"Oh, no oo I don't work here, I came here to see someone, I was on my way out when I saw you and decided to come greet you"
"Wow, fantabulous, you're doing well"
"No problem nah, I'll see you some other time, bye"
"Ok no problem nah, bye"
I went in to have my photoshoot, after an hour and half I was finally done with it, I was so exhausted and tired, i just wanted to go home and have a long hot bath and sleep. I got into the car and went home.

We reached the house and the gate man opened the gate for us, as we drove in I noticed David's car in the compound. Once I got down I beckoned on the gate man to come.
"Madam welcome"
"Is David around?"
"Yes, oga came back few minutes ago"
"Ok, no problem"
Why would David come home? I went upstairs and saw them gathered in the kitchen discussing, I dropped the stuff I bought on the counter.
"You are finally home and you brought company I see"
"Yes, dad told us to come and pick you, we're going to Lagos first thing tomorrow morning"
"What!!!"