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Praisee
Photo Of A Lady Who Runs Her Salon Business Under A Tree
~0.6 mins read
An African lady is being hailed online after photos of her hair business which she operates from under a tree in her vicinity, surfaced online.
The photos showed the lady with her equipment displayed including a hairdryer, hair wash compartment, and others.
Many applauded her for making use of what she has at her disposal to earn a living instead of waiting for when she has an operational building to run her business.
She even put a TV set there for her customers. 😅

People often gather around to watch TV and also what her do her thing. She's creative and hard-working.
She has stirred up social media,got people talking!
 
 
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BRE 4-0 MUN: Two Tactical Mistakes Made By Erik Ten Hag That Caused Man United's Defeat
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1. Wrong back four

The game was blown away from Manchester United's reach from the first minute after Erik Ten Hag's back four. The manager started Harry Maguire, Lisandro Martinez, Diogo Dalot, and Luke Shaw at the back. 

This four players are incompatible and they lack communication in the defensive unit. The counter attack that led to the fourth goal was because of the zero rapport between these four players. It was a horrendous performance by the players but the manager is to blame for trusting the wrong players.


2. Trying to play the ball from the back

Ten Hag must have forgotten that this is not the Netherlands, he can't play from the back with vulnerable players like David De Gea, Harry Maguire, and Diogo Dalot. 

The second goal conceded by United was an error from Eriksen, he tried to start the build-up but the ball was intercepted by Brentford players. No one was open to getting the ball from Eriksen, and the manager is failing to see that these players are not getting his pattern of football. 
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Crisben
'Holiday Don Start' —Mum Organises Her 4 Kids As They Form Live Band And Perform Lucky Dube
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A creative Nigerian woman is making use of the ongoing holiday to have an amazing fun with her four beautiful children.
 
In a funny video shared on Instagram, the mother form a live band with her four kids as they performed Lucky Dube's song title "Back to My Roots".
Each of the children took different roles in the short video clip. One of the kids played the drum, while the other served as the guitarist.
 
However, the mother took the role of the reggae star as she stood with the 'mic' to mimic Lucky Dube.
 
The funny video has made some social media users to blame the long holidays being given to the kids' free time and freedom to play around with their mum.
 

See the video snapshot below:

Meanwhile, people who watch the video after it was shared by @mufasatundeednut on Instagram admit that the video is very entertaining.
 
Read people reactions below:
 
@endylight1 reacted: "Family musical band. The kind of family I want."
 
@love_is_a_brand asked: "But what kind of mother is this?"
 
@wilson_uz reacted: "The last little baby is like what are my doing here."
 
@favzyblossom said: "The last baby was like God how did I end up in this family."
 
@nkeomaumudu noted: "Why is everyone ignoring the baby girl they are knacking 2by2 on top of her head na??"
 
@chiomzy_p said: "Holiday don start ohhh .. get dem busy."
 
Watch the video here
 
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Stitches
*💔😢SAD THING😢💔*...
~12.0 mins read
*💔😢SAD THING😢💔*

Episode 8 ❤

Camila couldn't continue with the journey to Vivian's place, she sadly went back home because her body was not just dirty but bruised. Although she was grateful to God that the accident was not fatal.
When Camila got home, she had just pushed open the door when her phone rang, it was a call from Vivian, or so she thought as she digged her hands to her hand bag and received the call at once.

"Aunty!, hello!" Was the words she heard from the other side of the phone. The caller was no other but her son Nnamdi, A sweet smile filled
Camila's face, when she heard her son's sweet voice from the other side of the phone.
"Nnamdi, how are you?" Camila said immediately.
"Aunty you didn't come to our house today and I decided to call you to know how you are" The little boy said innocently.
"Really?" Camila entered in disbelief. Nnamdi was only a little boy.
" how can a child of four years be this smart and wise?". She thought.

"Where is Vivian, pass the phone to her" Camila said at once
"You mean my mom?" Nnamdi asked.
And Camila said "yes"
She always felt defeated whenever Nnamdi refers to Vivian as his mother but the last thing she wanted was to confuse his son, after all Vivian has been the only mother he knows.
"My mom is fast asleep... I couldn't sleep without hearing your voice tonight" Nnamdi responded and Camila was shocked.

"Why didn't you come to our house today? I miss you" Nnamdi added.
"I miss you too baby" Camila said as hot tears rolled out from her eyes.
"I had a very busy day today, i was also drenched by the rain, Infact alot happened today, but I promise you, I will see you tomorrow" Camila added and they spoke for a while and then she hanged up.

After the phone call, a sweet smile lightened Camila's face as she hurriedly changed out of her wet clothes and went into the bathroom to wash her hands. She then went to the kitchen to fix dinner for her self, she cooked quickly and soon there was a simple dish on the table. Camila walked into the room with the meal she prepared for herself.

Camila sat down on the bed and ate her dinner bit by bit.
After the meal, Camila took some pain killers that she had purchased from the pharmacy on her way home and then she washed the dishes at the kitchen and returned to her room to take a shower and washed the wet clothes she changed into.
She was about to take out her dirty handkerchief from her hand bag when her hand went to the golden card, she hold it up, Seeing the card again, Camila thought of the proud man in the G wagon and it's rude driver.

 Nnamdi's phone call had almost made her to forget about that ugly incident. 
"Oh I almost forgot that I was hit by a car today." Camila said faintly staring at the golden card. All she wanted to see was the name on the card.
"Oh his first name is Stephen, even though he bears the same name as my late father, I don't think he is a nice man.. Stephen Bode.... now I see why you were so arrogant, He's the big boss of Shela petroleum Group, I don't care if he is wealthy but to me he is a terrible person, I hate people like him" Camila added still staring at the Golden card and the next minute she threw the golden card on the floor and hissed.

The Shela Petroleum Group is a global leader in the petroleum market and its CEO Stephen Bode is not only super-rich, but he is also the top "Most Successful Man in the World". 
He's rich, powerful, and handsome. He was more like a play boy as he had countless girlfriends, it was not entirely his fault as girls usually threw themselves at him but he never spends more than seven days with any of them. 

Camila's late father had once won a contract with the Shela petroleum group to handle their tech issue, no wonder Camila knew about the Shela Petroleum group.
 Camila didn't even think of what she could had gain with the golden card before she threw the card on the floor, it was obvious that She didn't have a good impression of the CEO at all. You can hi kwaku ish on+233544142683 to read more of such stories from , unlimited story platform, fresh stories kingdom, house of story room, sweet and nice story room. 
Camila had no idea of the great respect people would Accord her because she have Stephen's golden card, because only the people who Stephen considered his friends had the golden card in their possession. Camila had no idea that almost all the women all over the world dreamed of becoming Stephen's girlfriend.
She didn't even think about doing anything with the golden card as she threw the card on the floor near the waste bin.

The next day, as early as 7:30am, Camila had to stop by at Vivian's place, so she could see her son as she promised.
Nnamdi was so excited as he saw Camila.
"Aunty, you are here?" Nnamdi entered he was having his breakfast. He politely greeted her
"I'm having fried egg and bread, aunty do you want some?" Nnamdi announced and Camila smiled, she still couldn't believe that a child of 4 years would be so thoughtful and wise.

"Thank you son" Camila said in smiles as she stared at her son for a while, the little smart boy had began to look like his late father-Chris. 
"Where is Vivian?" Camila asked as she looked around for her.
"She had left for the gym like always, I am waiting for my school bus" Nnamdi revealed.
And Camila listened in disbelief.
"How could Camila leave a young child of four years by himself, why can't she wait for the school bus to arrive first before leaving for the gym? And here I was thinking that she really cared about my son, now I see why my son is so smart for his age, he was forced to be independent at a very young age" Camila thought within

"Aunty, aunty!" Nnamdi called out to Camila,
Bringing her out from her thought.
"Aunty I want to ask you a question" Nnamdi added
"Tell me dear" Camila responded
"Aunty are you my mother?" Nnamdi cut in leaving Camila shocked and speechless.
"Tell me please, are you my mother?" Nnamdi repeated and Camila nodded "yes" with tears rolling down her cheek.
"I knew it, one uncle told me in my dream...the uncle told me that I'm your son and that I'm a prince...."Nnamdi said and Camila was shocked.
"uncle?" Camila repeated, she needed no sooth sayer to tell her that it was Chris's spirit or better still the spirit of God was at work.

Nnamdi was so excited to know that his dream was true.
"I love it now that you are my mommy" Nnamdi said in smiles.
Camila waited for the school bus to arrive and when Nnamdi left for school, she left for her work at the hotel

Many days had passed and Stephen wondered why Camila had not called.
"No girl has ever neglected my gold card except this strange girl... I'm beginning to think that she is not human, oh maybe she was a ghost or something" Stephen thought
He decided to forget about her like they never meet.
But one-day something magical happened!

To be Continued

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Episode 9 ❤

Every morning during the week days, Camila would stop by at Vivian's house just to bond with her son before his school bus would arrive. Those days were the best days for camila who had experienced so many SAD THINGS. Vivian's absence from her house every morning, made everything easier and magical for the mother and son. Vivian has always been obsessed with losing weight because she thought that with a great body any man would fall for her and marry her, no wonder she never skipped the gym, not even for a day.

Hearing her son call her "mommy" for the first time brought joy to Camila's heart.
"Why did you leave me with aunty Vivian, if you were my mother?" Nnamdi had asked curiously
One morning as they were waiting on the school bus.
Camila did not respond immediately but when she spoke she said in smiles.
"It's a long story my son but I assure you that I missed you alot and soon we will be together" 
 And the little boy smiled.
That same day, Camila also had waited with her son till the school bus had arrived.
And then she left for her work at the Hotel.
 Immediately she got to the hotel, she was posted to the restaurant to work there as always, and then the busy day began.

"Camila go and clean table 12, get a new table cloth upstairs" when Camila heard the order from the manager, with a professional smile on her face, she immediately walked towards the entrance of the restaurant, she was heading out of the restaurant, so she could use the elevator that was by the side, the elevator would take her upstairs, she was not expecting that the customer she would meet on her way would be someone familiar
"Son, where have you been? Why are you not here yet." the customer had said into the phone.
Camila was staring at the customer, who was busy talking on the phone, the customer was quite elderly, probably 65 or 70 years old. Even as she walked passed the aged woman, she kept thinking where she had met the woman because her face was so familiar.
And then she suddenly heard a charming male's voice from behind
"Aunt, I'm here."

He was dressed in a custom black designer suit, at least 6 feet tall, with long, straight legs. This man had a handsome face, as he approached, attracting the attention of everyone in the restaurant.
Camila wondered why this young man and that aged woman looked familiar to her but then she shook her head. How could she possibly know them? She thought
But to her surprise, the young man walked up to her with a wicked smile on his face,
 "I didn't get your call, what did you do with my gold card?"
Camila was shocked. She finally remembered. He was the man at the back seat of the G wagon, the G wagon that almost got her killed and of course the CEO of the Shela Petroleum Group, Camila remembered how his driver threw money at her that rainy night, she suddenly became angry. She hated Stephen. He was arrogant and domineering just because he was rich.

"Sorry, I don't know you." Camila didn't want to seem familiar with him.
"Really? But I remember you." Stephen came closer towards Camila and kept staring at her because he had once thought that Camila was a ghost. Stephen realized that his presence brought a sense of oppression that made Camila more angry.
"I'm so sorry about what happened, I know nothing can justified what I did that night but please forgive me, I'm sorry" Stephen entered.
Camila was impressed as that apology soften her harden heart and immediately her anger vanished.

"It's okay. I forgive you" She then said.
Stephen smiled.
"Thank you, by the way, my name is Stephen Bode, my friends call me "Steve"Stephen entered.
"Camila Bassey"Camila said and then they shook hands
 "Do you work here?" Stephen asked in smiles.
And Camila nodded yes.
"That's okay, I'm in table 12...." Stephen announced and then Camila remembered that she was ordered to clean table 12 and now it was obvious why she was ordered to clean that table, the table was reserved for almighty Stephen Bode of the Shela Petroleum Group.
"I have to go please, I'm busy" Camila said and politely dismissed herself.

Stephen went to met his aunt who was waiting for him the whole time, his aunt also saw him conversing with Camila, the old woman sighted smiles on her nephew's face all through. When Stephen got closer to his aunt, the woman smiled.
 "Who is she?" Stephen's aunt entered And Stephen smiled half shyly. Without saying a word. While his aunt continued.
"She is fair-skinned and beautiful, even though she was wearing her work clothes but I see you were not ashamed to speak to her in public and that's a good thing, you were smiling all through your conversation with her" 
"Aunt what do you mean? Are you now a detective?" Stephen asked in smiles.
"Your mom and I wants you to settle down, it doesn't matter if she is rich or ordinary, all we want is a good woman" The old woman added and Stephen smiled.

Stephen and his aunt were making their way to Table 12 when a woman who happened to be the restaurant's manager stopped them.
"Please wait sir, I'm very sorry to inform you that table 12 is not yet available, please wait" the manager said
"Why? My PA called for VIP table reservation, what's the matter?"Stephen asked.
"The janitor would tidy up the table, please wait sir" The manager added pointing a vacant table where they could sit and wait.

Camila had arrived with a new table cloth and was rushing to table 12, when the manager called her name.
"Camila, i told you to tidy up table 12 more than 30 minutes ago and you are yet to do it, You are joking with your job, look our clients are waiting, that's not good for business, why are you so useless?" The manager said as she looked at Camila with hostile eyes. 
"I'm sorry" Camila managed to say.
"You are just incompetent" the manager added and Camila apologized again.

Stephen who couldn't bear to watch Camila apologise to the ugly rude manager entered "actually, its my fault, I was discussing something with her a while ago, Camila is my friend.... I had no idea that she was busy and that she works here" 
Camila didn't believe her hears when she heard Stephen refer to her as his friend. Even the manager was shocked.
"Your friend?" The woman repeated while
Stephen's aunt smiled. 

Camila was done working on the table and Stephen and his aunt where already sitted on the table.
Camila then walked away to clean up other places but Stephen's aunt wanted to Camila around and she then decided to look for a reason that would bring her back to their table. 
She had quite picked interest in Camila and at the other hand, Camila was still wondering why the woman's face was familiar.

Stephen had ordered for a bottle of a non alcoholic wine, a cake and meals for two. The wine arrived first, as Stephen and her aunt sipped the wine, they engaged in a conversation.
"Your sister, would be returning to the country tomorrow, aunt your birthday celebration continues till tomorrow, I have hire an event planner to plan a big party tommorow, it's your birthday celebration and your sister's welcoming party" Stephen said in smiles and his aunt smiled as well
"Thank you so much my son, I can't wait to meet your mom again, after so many years, I have missed her alot, I also missed you too son, I can't believe how much you have succeeded, I'm so proud of you" Stephen's aunt said smiling

Stephen's aunt had alot to say but immediately she sighted Camila walking in to the restaurant, the old woman deliberately failed to hold her glass of wine properly and it fell to the ground and broke, wetting the woman's skirt 
By this chance, Camila was called upon to clean up the table and the old woman left to the bathroom in the pretense of cleaning up herself, she wanted Stephen and Camila to be close and alone, so they could get to know each other better.

To be continued..
 We are getting to the end of it 
Please 🙏 🥺 follow up 👉🤪👉 stitches 🥰
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Stitches
*💔😢SAD THING😢💔*...
~10.7 mins read
*💔😢SAD THING😢💔*

Episode 6 ❤

Vivian was so shocked when Camila called and requested for a favour. Vivian almost refused to help but on a second thought 
"this is a perfect time for payback, she always remember me when she needs my help but afterwards she wouldn't care to appreciate all I do for her" she thought
"Where are you now?"Vivian asked
"My friend I'm at the Rehab center" Camila replied at the other end of the phone.
"Camila, Send me the address, I am coming" Vivian promised
Camila's face lightened up with a quick smile.

In no time, Vivian arrived at the rehab center and Camila was so happy to see her. And then she cut in
"Camila, you never told me that you were having a baby and you never cared to tell me that you had delivered a baby boy, that's not fair" Vivian complained but Camila apologized immediately.
"Please forgive me my friend, that's why I want to over come my drug addiction so I can reason properly, this drug use wants the ruin my life but I have to stop, if not for anything but for the sake of my son, I have to be sound, so I can take proper care of my son" Camila said with thoughts and Vivian nodded in agreement like she really cared.

"I never knew you were abusing hard drug but but I always knew something was wrong.... but come to think of it, who is your son's father? You haven't mentioned him" Vivian cut in. Camila did not respond immediately, her thoughts went to Chris.
"Don't reply if you don't want to, I get it" Vivian said and smiled softly.
She had concluded that Camila didn't know her son's father.
"Maybe she was too high that she made out with a total stranger, what do I expect from a drug addict like Camila, I can't boldly introduce her to anyone as my best friend anymore, she is now a shadow of her former self" Vivian thought to her self.

When Vivian finally left with Camila's son, Camila was in tears, even though Vivian had assured her that she was going to take proper care of her son.
"Don't you trust me anymore? I'm going to take good care of your son like he was my own,trust me" Vivian had assured her but she had no idea why she felt like she had made the biggest mistake of her life by handing her son over to Vivian.
Everyday, Camila would put a call to Vivian to know how her son was faring.
And then one day Camila had called as usual and Vivian had prepared a question for her.
"Your son is okay, don't worry but you didn't tell me your son's name, what's his name?" Vivian asked at the other end of the phone.

"His name is Nnamdi" Camila responded
"Nnamdi? Why? you are not Igbo, do you even know the meaning of that name?"
Vivian asked at once
"Yes, I checked on Google, Nnamdi means my father is alive" Camila entered and Vivian listened in disbelief.
Camila and Vivian spoke for a while before they finally hanged up.

Camila spent more than thirteen months at the Rehab center and when she was released the first place she visited was Vivian's house.
She met Vivian but was disappointed that her son was not there.
"Vivian where is my son?" Camila asked immediately.
"Cammy, chill, your son Nnamdi is fine.... You won't expect him to be at home at this time, I have enrolled him in school"Vivian responded and Camila was so excited.

"You did? Oh thank you so much my friend" Camila said in smiles
"Don't mention my friend" Vivian said 
"My son would be four years old in five months, I miss him alot" Camila entered in smiles she was looking very beautiful and refreshed, she had gained some weight and her face was not looking pale like before and to crown it all she was not itchy.

Camila waited for her son and when Nnamdi finally returned, she was heartbroken that the little boy did not recognize her. Nnamdi only went into Vivian's arms.
"How is school today my boy?" Vivian asked
"Fine" Nnamdi responded and Camila smiled with tears in her eyes.
"Go and take off your shoes, I'm coming to change your clothes" Vivian entered and the little boy walked away
It was so obvious that Vivian didn't bother to show Nnamdi, his mother's photograph all these time she was at the Rehab but still Camila was grateful. She kept saying "thank you" to Vivian for taking good care of her son.

It was time to go, and Camila told Vivian that she wants to go home and that her son would be going with her. 
"Cammy, you just got out of Rehab, I suggest you return home and rest, your son will be fine, trust me" Vivian entered
"But my son doesn't recognize me one bit, I need to bond with my son, let me go home with him" Camila insisted.

Vivian called out to Nnamdi and the young boy ran out from the room.
"My son, you are coming home with me" Camila entered.
"Home? Where is your home? But I don't know you" Nnamdi entered and then the little boy turned to Vivian and continued "mom, who is she? And do I need to go to her home?" 

"Vivian, so you didn't bother to show my son my pictures, we took alot of pictures together, you didn't bother to show him any" Camila said almost in tears.
"Please don't blame me, it never occurred to me, I thought my job was to take care of Nnamdi and that he would recognize you when he sees you again, how is that my fault?" Vivian entered bluntly

Camila finally left, she was heartbroken.
"Nnamdi is still a little boy, soon he would recognize me.... I'm happy that he is okay" Camila tried to encourage herself
When Camila left, Vivian smiled to herself. She had grown more bitter towards Camila and to make matter worst, her love life was not helping matter, she had never been lucky with men. Ever since she got to know Nnamdi, she began to envy her friend. 

"Camila was at least married but no man wants to marry me and now she have a cute son, when would i have my own child, this is so unfair, Camila doesn't even deserve to be a mother, she is irresponsible, she doesn't even know the father of her son, Nnamdi is now my son, no one would take him away from me not even that drug addict, Camila, yes she was the one that gave birth to him but I'm his true mother now, I am raising him, I have grown to love that little boy like his my own and also I have been looking for ways to get back at Camila for her ungratefulness and for taking me for granted and I can see that I would get back at her this way, Nnamdi would never call her mother" Vivian thought to herself.

To Be Continued

  *💔😢SAD THING😢💔*

Episode 7 ❤

Slowly Camila had began to observe that Vivian was not her friend as she doesn't want Nnamdi to return to her, whenever Camila wants to go home with her son, she always came up with one excuse or the other, it was so obvious that she didn't want Camila to get too close to Nnamdi.
Camila wanted to take her son from her forcefully but when she remembers the bond that Vivian shares with her son, she decided to take things easy with her.
"She really took good care of my son when I was in rehab, and even christened him Nnamdi like I told her and she is the mother Nnamdi knows, I know one day my son would come to know that i gave birth to him" Camila said in tears and from that day she stopped insisting on taking Nnamdi home but she put it on herself to see her son everyday at Vivian's place.

On the other hand, Camila was facing some other issues, her addiction was over but she was facing the consequences, apart from losing her son to Vivian, Camila was still bankrupt and in debt as the mortgage bank had been threatening to take over her house if she fails to pay off the mortgage.
She had few months to pay off or lose the only property she had left, she was educated, her late parents made sure she had the best education available.
She graduated from a prestigious institution with good results before her parents died in that plane crash.

Camila had never worked in her life and because she lacked experience, no company was willing to hire her service. The only job she found that needed no experience was the Janitor's job(cleaner), the job was available in an hotel, and her duty also includes to serve the customers and other workers, the hotel owns a big restaurant too and she would also work at the restaurant most of the time.

Camila tearfully signed a contract to become a Janitor at a six star hotel and restaurant.
Camilla resumed work the next day and her sole goal was to pay off the mortgage bank. Even though the work was hard, Camila was still determined to work and get paid so she could pay off the mortgage on her house.

Few months had passed and Camila couldn't save up even half of the amount she needed to pay off mortgage, because her salary was little and she could only get by with it.
One rainy day, at the close of work, Camila had changed out of her work clothes, and she had put on her worn-out shoes, and rushed home in the pouring rain. But then she had to run to Vivian's house to see her son, she had noticed that her son had began to get close to her by the day, and it was so nice to know that Vivian had not noticed the sudden closeness that existed between the mother and son. She was carried away with the fact that Nnamdi only calls her mother.

Just as Camila was crossing the sidewalk, a sudden intense light swept by.
A G wagon suddenly stopped abruptly with the sharp noise of brakes.
Before Camila had a chance to react, she fell to the ground. 
A man rushed out of the car and cursed at her, 
"What are you doing? Are you in a hurry to die?"
As her knees and arms were bumped by a car and injured, Camila tried to stand up, only to fall to the ground again.
Camila looked at the flashy car parked in front of her and shivered with anger,
 "Do you think you can be so arrogant just because you are rich? I have your license plate number. Do you believe I can sue you?"

The driver didn't expect Camila to be so rude and hot-tempered, when the window slowly rolled down, a man's voice came from the back seat.
"Give her money." In a low tone
"Yes, sir." The driver immediately put on a respectful tone.

A large amount of money was thrown at Camila
But Camila's eyes were red with anger, and her eyes were filled with tears. She desperately looked up to keep the tears from falling down.
Camila picked up the money on the ground, and with all her strength, she endured the pain in her knees and arms, and threw the money into the back seat
"You." The driver turned around angrily, threatening to hurt her.
The man who had asked the driver to give Camila money smiled. however, he stopped the driver from saying more words to Camila.
"That's enough Paul" the man at the back seat said ignoring the money that was all over where he sat.
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Camila looked at the man in the back seat of the car, the street light shining through the window on his face.
He had a noble and handsome face, just like the ancient king. The cold eyes blinked deeply as he looked at Camila mockingly.
"Come here." He hooked his finger and beckoned to Camila, saying in an irresistible tone.
The man was so handsome that Camila couldn't help but stare at his charming face through the window.
A gold card was thrown out of the window. The man's proud voice was tinged with condescending pity, "Here's my card. You can sue me. Of course, if you need medical attention, you can bring it to me, my address is on the card."

The G wagon sped away, splashing mud and water on Camila's clothes.
Camila sat on the muddy ground, her eyes tearing up with anger. Camila angrily picked up the gold business card and tried hard to shred it, but she couldn't do it at all.
And then she threw the card into her hand bag. Hi ome on +233544142683 to be added to Story headquarters room for more stories. Camila wished her parents were alive, they had all the contacts that would get This arrogant rich man punished. She thought

At the same time, Camila remembered the huge amount of money that was thrown at her and she wished she accepted all that money. 
"that money was in dollars and I'm sure it will pay off what I owe the mortgage bank" Camila thought but at a second thought she was glad she didn't accept the money.
"That man and his driver are terrible and I don't need such money, they almost got me killed, they didn't even bother to know if I was severely injured, instead they threw money at me, they think money is everything, or do I look like a beggar? Thank God I'm saved" she said to her self.

That night, the handsome man at the back of the G wagon couldn't stop thinking about Camila, he felt remorseful for how he treated her 
"I thought she would feel better if my driver gives her money but I don't know it would offend her,.... I hope our paths cross again, so I can say sorry to her, well she got my card, I know that she would definitely call me soon" The young man thought.

To Be Continued
 I don dat tire oo 😱 but make I try complete this one 
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Xamani18
LIAR CHAPTER 16
~1.1 mins read
*****

"I have called him several times, he is not picking, he is not picking, he is not picking.

God has shown me some of the beautiful plans He has for this boy.

Beautiful plans! Awesome plans! Amazing plans!

The devil definitely is not happy about this and that is why he is scheming against him, wanting to truncate his destiny.

But that is not the issue.

The issue is that Jason is giving in to the deceit of the devil and... hmm, Jason", Pa James said sorrowfully.

"SO IS THAT WHY YOU ARE CRYING?".

"Ah an, is it not enough reason to weep?", Pa James said in his mind as he was shocked.

"OH OK, I DIDN'T KNOW THE DEVIL'S WORKS CAN MY CHILD CRY".

"No sir, I...".

"PSALMS 2:1-4".

"Psalm 2:1-4... Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?... Where is my Bible?", Pa James said as he picked up his Bible and opened to Psalm 2:1-4.

"1 Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?

2 The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,

3 Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.

4 He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh...".
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