Replica: Crazy Versus Smart (Nigerian Story)

Chapter 30: Friends

“Let’s postpone the journey until tomorrow,” Michael told Kanye over the phone. “We’ll leave at 9:00 a.m.”

“I invited Camilla to America,” Kanye mentioned. “Adesco will support you this time. Collaborations get more attention than solo ventures, and to grow both locally and abroad, we need someone with a solid foundation.”

“Nothing is free in this world, Kanye. What does Cami want?”

Kanye chuckled. “You know how Camilla is. She agreed to cover all the expenses and asked for nothing in return. So, don’t worry.”

“Good, it’s nice that you two get along. Don’t tell anyone about my journey tomorrow. My visit should be a breath of fresh air.”

“Does your wife know?”

“Yes, Susanne has her ways.”

Michael was watching his favourite programme on television, “The Nigerian Politics,” when Cryst shuffled into the room. He frowned as she headed to her room.

“Okay, I’ll chat with you later.” Michael ended the call, glaring in Cryst’s direction.

“Crystabelle! Crystabelle!” he shouted as he stumbled into her room.

Michael found her black handbag and broken heels before seeing her kneeling by the toilet, looking miserable with mascara smeared around her eyes. He quickly took some photos of his dishevelled sister.

The next morning, Michael and Susanne were having breakfast. Musimbi brought more plates and freshly baked bread.

“Thanks,” Michael gasped as she bowed.

A loud voice came from Cryst’s room. “Michael, no Michael!”

Michael sipped his tea, almost spilling it, and blushed.

“Why are you laughing?” Susanne raised an eyebrow.

“Why did you post my pictures on Discord? Now all my friends and colleagues will see me drunk!”

“Do you know about shame?” Michael asked.

“What do you mean?”

“How many times have I warned you not to drink? I thought you quit, but it seems you’re still at it! Yesterday’s argument is unsettled. Apologize to your sister-in-law right now! After you apologize, I will delete your photos.”

“You both wronged me! Why should I apologize?” Cryst’s brows raised mockingly.

“Just delete it. Crystal is your sister, treat her well-“

“Don’t pretend to be a good wife on my behalf, okay? I’m not an idiot!” Crystal cut in sharply. “Yesterday, I saw you entering the hotel with that lowlife. Don’t act like I hate pretenders. Only God knows the trick you played on Michael to believe you. It won’t work on me.”

Susanne looked away, hiding a mocking smile. “Kingsley is my colleague. It’s normal to hang out with him, and we had a shoot at the hotel. Some people just photographed us!”

“Colleague, my foot! Is that why you stuck to him like glue?”

“I was dizzy, and he helped me in!” Susanne faced her husband. “Michael, your sister still doubts me.”

“Cryst! I just downloaded this app. I’ll make your photo into an emoji and send it out. You’ll be famous.”

“Is that a threat?” Cryst sneered.

“Apologize to Susanne right now if you want it deleted.”

“What nonsense!” She hissed. “Okay, fine!” She rolled her eyes. “Sorry, Susanne. I don’t care about what happens between you and my brother henceforth, and I won’t interfere.”