Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4
Mira was waiting in front of her gate as usual for Yvonne to pass by and take her to the office, but instead of Yvonne, she got a call.
Yvonne: âHello Mira. I am so glad to have you at Coveteur because I already have an assignment that only you can doâ she said excitedly.
Mira: âEh, so where are you nau?â she asked impatiently.
Yvonne: âOh sorry, I cannot pick you up today. Femi is driving me to work. Anyways I have a surprise for you, so get to Coveteur already. See you!â she replied and hung up.
Mira looked at the phone in dismay and shook her head. She felt it was unfair that Yvonne would just decide to have Femi drive her, not minding how she was going to make her way to the office.
Mira: âSo how am I going to navigate this Lagos traffic now, jumping from one bus to anotherâ she said to herself, tears of frustration was already shining in her eyes.
As Mira walked through the gates of Coveteur, she already had dreams about climbing up the corporate ladder and if possible ousting Yvonne. After all, if she got Femi, she could convince him to force Yvonne to sell her shares. Her ambitions gave her spirit a lift and she walked with bouncy steps into the shiny marble floored lobby, where a computer voice said âWelcomeâ to everyone that stepped through the automatic doors.
Receptionist: âHello maâam, how can I be of help?â the skinny, but big breasted receptionist asked, with a plastic smile pasted on her face. Mira thought within her that perhaps the breasts were not real, as they were too big to be natural for someone of her size.
Mira: âWell, I have been asked to resume here by Yvonne Ngegwuâ she said, with a plastic smile of her own.
Receptionist: âOh, take the elevator to the top floor, that is where the bosses areâ she said, as her smile faltered. Mira looked at her critically and realized that she had probably had an episode with one of the bosses. Her best guess was Femi. She decided to pick the receptionistâs brain.
Mira: âA sister to a sister, what are the bosses like?â she asked, putting on her best vulnerable face.
Receptionist: âYvonne is sweet, but she knows when to be a boss. Femi is just like her pet, and he is a heart breaker. Stay clear from Femi, for your heartâs sakeâ the receptionist replied, pointing long, red painted talons at her.
Mira laughed as her suspicions were confirmed. She waved at the receptionist and went on her way. Stepping out of the elevator, she saw just two offices on this floor, facing each other at irregular angles. One was marked âYvonne Ngegwuâ, and the other was marked âOlufemi Olaitanâ. She debated within herself, whether to go to Femiâs office or Yvonneâs. She decided to go to Yvonneâs so she could hear what assignment she had for her. She knocked and opened the door, with a smile, that froze on her lips at the sight before her.
Femi was perched on the table, and Yvonne was wedged between his legs, with her hands wrapped around his neck, and her lips on his. They were so lost in themselves that they didnât hear the knock or even moved when Mira entered. Mira froze in her steps and gaped at them in confusion; she didnât know if she should go out or announce her presence. What she really felt like doing was, yanking Yvonne away from Femi.
Mira decided to announce her presence; she did this by clearing her throat. The lovers separated and Yvonne looked at her with a smirk on her face, like she was flaunting her relationship with Femi. Then the worst happened to Mira.
Yvonne: âTada! See who got engagedâ she exclaimed with her left hand bent in Miraâs face. Miraâs eyes looked on the hand and her eyes caught on the fourth finger, on which was nestled a canary yellow diamond ring shaped in the form of âYâ.
Yvonne: âIsnât Femi the most romantic man on earth, he made a customized diamond ring with my name initialâ she said with glee, turning her hand this way and that way for the ring to catch the light. Mira stepped closer, with one intent only; to yank the ring off Yvonneâs fingers, for the ring was supposed to be hers. She took Yvonneâs hand and fingered the beautiful ring. But sense took over and she smiled.
Mira: âThe ring is beautiful, but you guys were not dating, now you are getting married?â she asked sarcastically.
Femi: âWhy wait, I have loved Yvonne ever since I met her. Besides we are not talking about fixing a date yet. Even though I want to marry Yvonne right now, she wants us to wait till Coveteur goes public and trading on the stock exchange. That is our goal, when we meet it, we will get married.â He said with doe eyes on Yvonne. Their love was palpable and it irritated Mira.
Yvonne: âGive or take, six months from nowâ she put in, with a giggle.
Mira: âOh well, I am happy for youâ she said with a smile she did not feel.
Femi: âI will leave you ladies to sensitizing her to the job she is required to do here. Lunch is on me, baeâ he said that last part looking at Yvonne. He brushed a kiss on her fore-head before leaving her office.
Mira: âWow Yvonne, are you sure about what you are doing?â she asked, as she drew out a seat opposite Yvonne.
Yvonne: âI am so sure, baby girlâ she replied perusing some files on her table. Even though Mira was smiling, there was a look in her eyes that made her know Mira was not happy with her new relationship. But being the gracious person she was, she didnât blame Mira for her jealousy, who wouldnât be jealous of a woman that had Femiâs heart? Femi was the most eligible bachelor residing in Port-Harcourt.
Mira: âFemi is a player, you were there, and you saw how he treated his girlfriends. This playboy isnât settling down anytime soonâ she insisted.
Yvonne: âYou are so wrong. Underneath all that mannerism, was a soul searching for completion. I know this because that was how I felt. I am a socialite, always at exclusive events, on the red carpet strutting my tight fashion game, or on covers with dazzling smiles, but underneath all that my soul needed completionâ she replied passionately, that Mira was too stunned to fathom a rebuttal.
Mira: âIf you are sure⊠I will be here when he breaks your heart, I will be a shoulderâŠâ she was saying, but Yvonne cut her off.
Yvonne: âDonât count on it Miraâ she interjected, and there was an awkward silence. Yvonne exhaled and turned to Mira with a smile. She loved Mira and was not going to let a man come between them.
Yvonne: âI know you are only looking out for me and I appreciate it. My heart has been broken countless times that one more time wonât matterâ she said and left her desk to go perch on the table close to where Mira was sitting.
Mira: âI got you, girlfriendâ she quipped, squeezing her friendâs hand.
Yvonne: âYou remember Daisy?â she asked.
Mira: âDaisy of Daisy advertising?â
Yvonne: âYes that one. She is coming to Port-Harcourt with a building that almost rivals Coveteurâs. After the stunt she put up with the sabotage, this is an affront and I will not take it lying downâ she said with that determined glint in her eyes.
Mira: âWhat do you have in mind?â she asked, crossing her legs. She smelt a good fight and she loved fights. She was termed social mediaâs Queen of Drama, because she was always fighting on Instagram or Facebook, throwing shades and subs.
Yvonne: âQueen of Drama, I need your expertise on this one. I want you to trend some slutty information about Daisy on Facebook and Instagram. I want to run her out of Port-Harcourt. On my end, I will be meeting with some powers that be to seize that building or do something to run her out of townâ she said
Mira: âYou are not a good person at allâ she said playfully. But she thought of what the receptionist had said and things that had happened over the years. She realized that Yvonne had many facets, she could be sweet and at the same time ruthless when she saw someone like a perceived enemy.
Yvonne: âShe sabotaged our company and I let it slide. But coming on to my turf, that is not acceptable. I am going to Abuja to meet with some power brokers in the Ministry of Works, Power and Housingâ she told Mira.
Mira: âWhat is up with your birthday, is it the usual crowd?â she asked, changing the topic, she didnât like to be reminded that Yvonne rubbed shoulders with people in the corridors of power.
Yvonne: âObviously, when I am back from Abuja, we will meet with an event plannerâ
Question: What does Yvonne plan to do in Abuja, will it come and haunt her in the future? What is the state of Miraâs heart towards her friend, can she kill her friend if it comes down to it?
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