Chapter four
As the love affair between Obinna and Angela continued to grow, he suddenly realized the flaw of his gazelle-like and charming lover. The deportment of the starry eyed and celestial beauty’s love of money is breath-taking. His financial standing was not so encouraging at the moment and this often caused petty quarrels between them. All the same the relationship continued as she had to make do with managing his meager resources at the moment.
Angela was always on the social media mapping out plans and strategies that would banish poverty from her life as she realized that time was nobody’s friend and she was fast aging. She was always posting her nude pictures to entice and generate “likes”. It was an advertisement of the “sale” of her body of sorts! Well, her numerous friends were always generous with lofty comments on her enchanting and disarming body. They were skilled in fashioning words that could shut down any lady’s precocious mind of love. She was always full of smiles whenever she logged into her facebook account and saw the ingenious compliments of some sex-hungry men most of whom were her white friends.
Angela knew definitely that Mother Luck would answer her one day and she would hit it big on facebook or twitter and that would put an end to the incessant nagging of her mean boyfriend.
It seemed Angela’s expectation was coming to reality the day she met Ronald Silverworth on facebook. She was happy and delighted at the new development and exuded confidence and the hope of breaking the yoke of poverty. Fortune smiled on her when on a particular chat she typed:
“You really mean you’re a divorcee?”
To which the multimillionaire South African mulatto replied: “Yes”
“Sure?” she asked with a satanic and sly smile radiating over her face.
“Angela, just give me your love and I will take you to paradise with millions of money!” Silverworth typed and sent gleefully with all sincerity.
“I’m all yours. My love and heart are yours forever!” she replied with assurance.
And that was it! Angela had finally ensnared an innocent multi-millionaire South African businessman in her love bait. Her efforts on facebook had finally paid off. She was now acting on instructions from Obinna. This was actually one connivance, too many. It was a planned work. She was happy to be in partnership with a boyfriend, who had always boasted of being the ‘doctor of love’. He had really been benevolent with the necessary masterful guidelines. His sketch of the grand plan was the height of class.
“Angela, you have got a very good job now! If we play the game skillfully, we will soon be in millions. I assure you! Hope, you got my drift. This is an opportunity; please don’t let it slip through our fingers.” Obinna admonished his girl as they were in a bath one evening.
“Sweetie, I understand every word you’ve spoken, I assure you that I’ll deliver very well! No kidding! We are on the right path,” she replied.
Silverworth fell for the ruse, hook, line, and sinker. Just two weeks into the ungodly relationship, Angela and Obinna had become very rich, courtesy of his benevolence. In three months, the white man had spent thousands of dollars on her. He had changed her fortune by making her a millionaire. He even bought a mansion for her in Lagos.
Angela drove around the city of Lagos in sophisticated wonder-on-wheels with Silverworth whenever he was in the country. At the request of the South African guy, they drove to the village to see her home. Touched by the level of poverty of his supposed in-laws, he promised to build a beautiful duplex for them.
It was the highest point of deceit as Angela still met with Obinna, her real lover at the time. Somehow, the unexpected happened. She became pregnant for Silverworth. At that very time, the tall and handsome White man was in his forties and it gave him so much joy. Obinna was mad with her because the pregnancy wasn’t part of the plan. He now felt the presence of an adversary and everything became sour.
Angela being fed up with the ingratitude of her overbearing boyfriend convinced Romeo for a two-week holiday to Miami in Florida, United States. It was a great time as he was “schooled” on what it really means to be in the hands of a Benin girl behind closed doors. The white guy was simply roasted like yam and was eaten like a fried chicken. For her, it was a pay-back time for all the ‘blessings’ she had received. However, he had never been the parsimonious type of guy all his life. In fact, he had never known poverty or ever been in lack. The puzzle was that he was now ready to spend and go into an impecunious state for the sake of her ineffable beauty.
When they came back from the trip, Silverworth started getting threatening telephone calls from an unknown man. He wondered who could be after his life for he couldn’t imagine hurting anybody or stepping on anybody’s toes.
One day, he flew in from his base in Cape Town, South Africa to finalize some business deals in Nigeria. He was chauffeur-driven to Pearl Avenue in Highbrow Victoria Island later in the afternoon in company with Angela. About thirty minutes later they were in the comfort of his sprawling mansion in Pearl Avenue. As usual, the lovebirds were enjoying the bliss of life in the all-purpose mansion.
At about 11p.m, they started hearing sounds of gunshots in the main compound. The security men on guard were instantly killed by some daredevil robbers who had gained entrance into the living room in a Commando Fashion. Silverworth was gripped by fear when they suddenly broke into his room.
“Where’s the money now? Dollars! Dollars! Bring them out now!” threatened the masked robbers, numbering about seven and clutching AK-47 rifles and other submachine guns.
“Please, I’ll give it to you; just don’t hurt me or my darling…” Silverworth begged. He stood up and opened his wardrobe. He gave the robbers a briefcase containing 950,000 USA Dollars.
“Thanks a Million,” the kingpin of the robbers said in a guttural voice and cocked his rifle. “This is your parting shot!”
He fired a volley of shots into Silverworth’s chest. The man collapsed and died. Then the kingpin turned and faced Angela, who all these while wasn’t perturbed. He took off his mask and stretched his hand towards her. Angela grabbed the hand of the kingpin and they burst into raucous laughter. Behold, it was Obinna, her boyfriend.
“Come closer dear,” he called softly, mission is accomplished! We can now go home and live our dreams…!”
The following day, Angela aborted the pregnancy. Meanwhile, the Nigerian Police Force, in collaboration with Interpol had been probing the death seriously. Angela advised her boyfriend and his gang to leave Lagos at the moment because of the serious investigation of the security officers. He never suspected that his lover had concluded plans to reap the loot alone as he obeyed the seemingly good suggestion.
After a week, he returned to Lagos and went to see his lover. He was shocked and dumbfounded and couldn’t imagine the sad turn of events. That early morning, he had driven to her duplex to discuss the challenges of beating down the hot investigations when, he realized that the house was occupied by another person. The new owner even showed him the documents indicating that he now owned the house. He was told, after much questioning that Angela had sold the choice property and relocated to the United States of America with a young man. He almost died on the spot from cardiac arrest. He felt betrayed by the only girl he had ever loved.
“Are you sure these documents are real and not forged Mister Man?” he asked, sweating and coughing at the same time.
“Are you crazy?” the elderly man replied with annoyance. “You must be out of your mind! This house belongs to me and nobody else” he added.
Obinna turned in tears and left the house sweating profusely at the same time. He almost had a fatal accident while driving home that eventful day. It was a mystery and miracle how he got home, because he wasn’t concentrating at all. He was just whispering, “Angela! Angela! Angela!”
He decided to take his own life by drinking an overdose of a sleep-in-ducing Capsule-Valium 10. It was exactly mid-night when he got a cup of water and swallowed ten Capsules of the drug.
He sat down, expecting death to take to its abyss, but he was shocked. Instead of dying or plunging into coma, he was awake. It was amazing to him that till daybreak, he didn’t sleep or even faint for a minute. He was speechless and lost in gloomy thoughts of death.
When it was exactly 1pm that day, he started sweating like never before. At the same time, he began to gnash his teeth and breathe heavily. He suddenly put his hands on his head and screamed, “Oh God! Why did Angela do this to me? Why?”
Then he began to cry like a baby as he prostrated on the floor! Suddenly he remembered the last discussion he had with her in the bathroom before leaving Lagos.
“Angela, my love”, he cooed into her ears that night, I’ve never loved a lady the way I love you…you are my heart and soul…your beauty is out of this world…I’ll do all I can to have you as my wife.”
And she replied: “Honey, I’ll show you what sweet love is all about…” smacking her lips with delight, “I’m just starting with you in this exciting love drama…by the time I settle down as your wife, I’ll take you to cloud nine and beyond and you won’t remember the name of your mother again…I swear by the gods…” She concluded and planted a passionate kiss on him.