Flawsome
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Ongoing50m
Last published Sat, Oct 28, 2023
Sometimes things you see with the eyes aren't always the reality, What you hear aren't always the truth and sometimes too the people you think you know best are the people you don't know at all.
"So....I heard you just came back from America." I heard a voice that sounded too similar to mine and i mentally face-palmed myself for even talking.
Yh". He nodded curtly eating his food.
"I'm sorry to say but your accent doesn't sound like one from America since you claimed to have being there since you're a kid." I said making Tiwa, Tej and Zoya to look at me.
Maybe mean but i want him gone from this table.
"So?" was all he said looking at me with his brow raised.
"So......I was expecting atleast a better accent or....... No disrespect but you don't even look rich" I said in total.
"That's because i'm not." He retorted.
"And you claim to be the son of Thomas Eze the owner of C&C enterprise." I scoffed.
Something flickered in his eyes at the mention of his father but it was gone as soon as it appeared making me wonder if i had imagined it.
My father is rich, i'm not." He said.
"That doesn't make any sense if you ask me........."
"And i didn't, did i?" He cut me off rudely.
"No but........."
"Look here pretty girl, you seems to have done your home work on me or should i rather say class work since it isn't even closing yet and you already know this much about me".
WHAT!?
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