Daniel came out of the bathroom with a towel around his neck. He took his phone from the bed and opened the lock.
His eyes widened when he saw the notifications from Instagram. He immediately clicked on the icon to open the app.
"99+ followers? What's going on?"
He clicked on a profile and shouted, "JESUS!"
Victoria turned around immediately and moved closer to him with a questioning gaze. "What going on?"
He showed her the phone. She snuck her neck out to look closer at the phone, in case she did not see clearly.
"Oh my God!" she shouted, "What in the world happened?"
"I don't know, " wiggling his head with a surprised face.
"Babe, do you pay some influencer? "
"Pay? Where do I get the money to pay influencers now? I used all the money Sam gave us to pay Mama's bills. I can't afford ...."
"Wait a minute ..." she interrupted him at the mention of Sam. "As he contacts you?" She tilted her head already knowing the answer with the expression on Daniel's face.
"Ye...."
She turned around in anger and disappointment.
"Babe, babe, babe," he moved to her and turned her around from the shoulders, "I didn't tell you because he didn't say anything. He only chatted me up on Instagram and asked if this was my IG account. And I said yes.
"Here, look." He slide into his DM to show her, but there were two new messages.
Victoria lifted her lashes at him, and to the phone as he clicked on the first message.
"Hello, Mr. Daniel Johnson, we came across your page and we have to say, you have an amazing landscape both videos and images. Your page is very unique.
We would like to make you an offer to work with our company at Emma Tourist. We are located in the United States. We will look forward to your reply."
"Is this real?" Victoria asked looking at him.
"Hold on, let me check their page." He clicked on their DP and entered into their page.
"This is a real page."
"Hold on, go search their name on Google," Victoria suggested.
He went back to his DM and saw the other message.
"Open it, let's see what it says."
He clicked on it.
"Hello, Mr. Johnson. My name is Christopher Blakes, I work for Switz International Tourist. I came across your profile and it is a very unique one. The way you capture your moment is beautiful and memorable. We are scouting for a talented landscaper like you to work with: people who have been to different places and have a special eye for beautiful things, someone who can capture moments the way you do on your page.
Please reply to this message if you're open to working with us, and also open to coming over to Switzerland for a proper business proposer.
Thank you."
They both looked at each other and words were not coming out.
Victoria broke the silence first. "This is Sam doing?"
"No baby, this is the Lord's doing."
She slanted a disapproving look at him, "Don't you even dare drag Jesus into this."
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MRS JOHNSON
EspiritualDaniel Johnson knew that accepting help from a total stranger might come with a price. But what he did not prepare for was the price being the life of the love of his life. This is a war he cannot fight alone. But it to late, because the devil h...
