Novels by ayomibamidele01

That entire day, Richard allowed himself a luxury he had once only dreamed of. He drove through the city with Mr. Zoe at his side, visiting boutiques and galleries.Everywhere they went, eyes followed them. Sales attendants practically bowed, begging to serve him. By evening, they returned home, the Lamborghini sliding into the garage with a low growl. Richard stretched, satisfied. For the first time in years, he felt light.xxxThe next morning, Richard woke before sunrise. Excitement burned in his chest. Today wasn’t about shopping; it was about his legacy. He wanted to check all the companies his parents had left him.He dressed meticulously. A crisp white shirt pressed without a wrinkle, a tailored navy-blue suit that hugged his frame, polished black shoes shining under the light.As he stepped into the living room, Mr. Zoe was already waiting, documents neatly packed in a leather case.“Sir,” Zoe began warmly, “I suggest you start from the main branch…the Vortex Consortium. It ov

Richard eased the Lamborghini out of the garage, the engine purring like a beast straining against its chains. Heads turned instantly. Cameras flashed. This wasn’t just any car. This was the newest Lamborghini model, only five people in the entire world currently owned it. And now, Richard was one of them.The crowd outside erupted in murmurs of awe, voices chasing after the sleek machine as it took the exit.Waiting there, was Mr. Zoe.Richard stepped out, adjusting his jacket. Mr. Zoe immediately moved forward, bowing slightly. “I’m sorry for arriving late. Something urgent came up, I had to speak with them. Forgive me.”Before he could lower himself fully, Richard reached forward, firmly catching him by the collar. He straightened him up. “You don’t need to bow all the time, old man. It’s not good for your back. And honestly, it looks awkward.”From a distance, hidden among the crowd, Fiona grabbed Frederick’s arm, her eyes wide. “Look, look! That must be the real owner of the c

Fiona spun around, eyes blazing. “What do you mean? Don't tell me you are expecting me to bark. Are you?.”“You promised to bark if you couldn’t pay,” Richard said, slow and deliberate, letting the words hang like a challenge. “So… bark. Bark now.” A man hauled.“Yes, do what you promise!”.Frederick froze, face twisting between outrage and disbelief. “You are… you are. really telling me to bark? Do you know who I am?!”A man from the crowd laughed, “A bragging man, abusing someone when he can’t even afford it. Yeah, real classy.”Fiona hauled. “It’s unfair! Why should we bark, when this poor man himself can’t even pay for anything? We can’t do what he says.”Richard’s lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. “Will you still refuse… if I can pay for it?”.Fiona Without even thinking twice? In fact…Her eyes gleamed, “I will howl like a wolf. You…? It's impossible ”Frederick’s face paled. “I failed to pay because of a sudden predicament, but you, you will never afford it! Not in a

Richard was flaring with anger as he stepped forward, “This clothes is mine. Fiona, I am not the person you think I am again!” .“Oh my God,” Fiona gasped loudly, her voice carrying across the showroom. “You actually think you can buy this car? Hahaha… this is too rich. Look at you, Richard..did you even eat today? you always washed my mom's feet and mine, until this yesterday ” She leaned closer, her voice sharp, drawing the attention of several staff and showroom visitors. “Yesterday, we divorced because you are just… poor! And now..now you want a Lamborghini? A Lamborghini! Hah! You must be joking.”Frederick laughed, low and derisive. “Seriously, this is insane. Do you have any idea how much this costs? Stop embarrassing yourself.”Richard’s lips curled into a slow, calm smile. “I can… and I will buy it.”Fiona’s laugh turned louder, almost hysterical. “Oh, please! Feet washer! Can you just shut up already with your delusions”.The crowd in the showroom had started to gather, c

Richard had just eaten the most delicious meal of his life, and he made sure to savor every bite.If this was really a dream, he prayed he would never wake up.Then Mr. Zoe said, “So now, you should come and get your car.”Richard bowed and replied, “Thank you.”Mr. Zoe immediately bowed back. “My lord, these are all your properties. It’s not that I’m giving them to you—they already belong to you.”Richard gulped and smiled. He didn’t even know how to act like a boss. Together, they walked out, entered a sleek black carry-car owned by Mr. Zoe, and made their way to the showroom with Mr. Zoe driving.When they arrived, Richard froze at the sight before him. The front of the showroom gleamed like glass under the sun, with tall silver pillars, wide polished doors, and rows of luxury cars lined neatly across the lot..machines he had only seen in magazines and dreams.He sniffled quietly, his chest tightening. He had never once believed that one day he would stand here, not as a visitor or

Richard just stood there, unable to find the right words. He looked around once more, and everything still felt like a script to him.“I’m sorry if I caused any misunderstanding,” he said slowly, “but I’m very sure you’ve got the wrong person. I’m not the one you’re looking for.”The man shook his head. “Yes, you are.” He slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out a pendant…broken in half.“This pendant was with your necklace. We found it in the car wreckage.”Richard frowned and instinctively touched the necklace around his neck.The necklace had been with Richard for as long as he could remember. He never knew how it came into his life. he simply grew up with it, as though it had always belonged to him.With trembling hands, he unclasped it from his neck. Slowly, he took the half pendant the man had given him and pressed the two pieces together. They fit perfectly. One whole.The man bowed deeply. “I am Mr. Zoe. I am here to serve you, young master. Welcome back home.”Richard