Ziphozethu

Ziphozethu

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Abandoned at a young age Zethu is left to fend for herself and her brother. Her ultimate goal is to trap a rich man and provide a good life for her little brother, Sicelo. A battered and bruised billionaire falls in her lap and she succeeds in making him fall head over hills for her but obstacles arise. Obstacles like a wife with a family who is determined to destroy her cheating husband. Zethu's past and heritage comes back to haunt her just as she is about to secure her man but she is determined to live the way she wants no matter how painful her past, present, or future may be. Just as her dream of a comfortable life is slipping away from her, she is presented with a solution. Polygamy. Will she accept? And if she does what lies in store for her? All of a sudden her picture perfect fantasy is destroyed but she has to persevere to make sure her brother becomes something in life. As the old people like to say, "The woman carries the knife by its blade." How deep will Zethu allow the blade to cut?
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