chapter 66
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I didn't know if Emma got the hang of what I was doing. I mean the fact that I was going to start using her, the way she was using me.

Because she started calling me frequently and was always insisting that we meet. She was always looking for an excuse to meet up with me and because I had a plan I accepted most of the times.

But not like today, she hadn't said anything about showing up but suddenly, I found out that she was at the gate of the mansion.

“What?”

That was what came out of my mouth when I heard that from Yemi. She knocked and came into my room around 12 noon just to give me this information.

“The guy said she wanted to walk in but he told her to wait according to your instruction.”

I took a deep breath. I hadn't expected that Emma would be as desperate as this and I didn't want all these happening in Yemi's presence. I mean I had just started spending time with her and I didn't want to give her the expression that I was messing with her.

“She must be here for business.” I stuttered even when Yemi didn't ask me for details. I just wanted to chip in because it would make me feel better.

“So should I let her in?” Yemi didn't seem interested in my explanation, it was uncalled for anyway.

“Yes, please.”

“Alright.” She nodded, quietly before leaving.

I hoped Emma wouldn't put ideas into her head, I just hoped. I stood up from my seat, a bit nervous and anxious even though there was nothing to be anxious about.

Emma had been here before and nothing was going to happen. She was just going to tell me why she was here and that was it, she'd be on her way after 20 minutes.

I know I was lying even to myself.

She knocked lightly before entering. I hadn't planned for her to see me standing and struggling to think but it happened.

“Hi.” She said with a smile.

It was quite suspicious, not her smile. I mean the fact that she had known that I was home. I mean I could have been anywhere, at work or in a plane travelling for a business trip.

Her smile. It was just as beautiful as I remember it. It was probably one of the things that made me fall in love with her so much.

But that didn't matter to me now.

Her smile meant nothing.

She was not even as close as a friend should be but here she was showing up at my house like she owned it.

“How are you, Emma.” I said, turning to face her. My hands were in my pocket now as I gazed at her waiting for an answer.

She must have known what I wanted from her but she turned a deaf ear. I mean she looked away from me and offered herself a seat.

“I'm doing so well.” She answered and said nothing more.

“And?” I asked, still patiently waiting but she only kept glaring at me.

“There must be a reason why you are here.” I added, just to make her understand fast since she couldn't comprehend anymore.

“Oh.” She realized. “Well, I'm just here to see you. Nothing big, nothing fancy.”

It all seemed like a joke even to my hearing but I didn't let it bother me.

“What for? There must be a reason.” I said again.

“Oh, I didn't realise that I must have a reason before I could see my friend.”

My eyes narrowed. She actually thought of me as a friend?

“I'm not your friend, Emma and I'm sure you know that.” I stepped in. I didn't want her to get comfortable, I mean Yemi was right outside. I didn't want Emma to put up a drama here so I had to make her lineage quietly.

“That hurts.” She held her chest while looking at me. “Unfortunately, I wasn't talking about you, I was talking about Lily.”

Was this a joke?

“I don't want us to be friends by the way.”

That was it. The final one she said made me lose my mind.

“Emma, you need to leave.” I started. “You know how dangerous it is for you to be here. Your family..”

“Don't worry about them. They are done for at this point.”

I slowed down. Done for?

“What do you mean?”

“Daniel got himself involved in a drug allegation case and he's busy trying to save his life while Victoria left with her bags. I'm sure you must have heard that.”

That was such old news.

“But that's not all. She left with her bags, yes but do you know why?”

I stared at her, finally interested in the conversation. Maybe it was a great thing that she had shown up after all.

“Why?”

“Victoria has some containers coming in tomorrow so she had to get herself out of the limelight for a while.” She paused. “I'm sure those containers contain hard drugs or armed guns or anything at all that would be great for you to use against her.”

I paused for a season. I was getting excited too fast.

“How do you know this?”

“Really? You don't trust me?”

“This isn't about trust, Emma. If this is wrong information, it will backfire and cause more harm than good.”

“I know that. That's why I'm here to give you only accurate information. I heard it when they discussed it last two nights.”

“Last two nights and you're just telling me today?” I asked, my eyes wide opened. I didn't know what I expected anyways.

“Well, I was hoping you'd call me. You know, just make me feel like a wanted woman.”

I didn't want Emma but if calling her would get her to give me information like this, then I'd call her ten times in a day.

“And you don't even seem happy to see me today. If I had showed up yesterday, who knows you would have cut off my neck.”

I forced a smile.

“No, Emma. Don't talk like that, you are always welcomed.”

I hoped she wouldn't take my words seriously.

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