chapter 3 :

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Arah's perspective:

Driving back home,all i could think was my new investment plans and the project of opening girl schools.Damn,new york traffic can be so annoying. They make an hour drive seems endless.I switched on the radio and my car overflooded with Rihanna's diamond.I sing along and mentally imagined me perfoming onstage.

huh me and my crazy dreams.sometimes its hard to belive am a 27 years old businesswoman.i act like am 2 years old mentally.Though its a trait of my character only family and close friends have been able to see and well they haven't been impressed by the sight. A 27 years old lady stuffing fod in her mout,singing like crazy and messing around is not a great view-am sure.

Finally i reached home.i just jumped in the shower and allowed the bubbles and warm wate to take all the day-long stress away.This was literally my favourite time of the day where i was just myself.After nearly an hour,i emerged out of it and went to chose my outfir for the dinner meeting.sure , it was a dinner meeting but it wasn't a valid reason for not allowing a woman to dress up.

i opt for a red dress and classic black pumps.I completed my look with a pair of diamonds earings that was bought with my first salary..ah nostalgic!!!

so i' m al set to meet my investor..i just hope it turns out to be a profitable night.fingers crossed.

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