Mr.Tunde didn't know that his beautiful wife Damilola was once his best friend Mr.kalu's ex love

Chapter 1 I was first shocked and then, relieved that Delia had contacted me. I had been so worried about her. I thought she was in an uncomfortable situation as a result of all that had happened, but it seemed I was wrong. So, with a broad smile across my lips, I texted her back. “Delia, it is wonderful to see hear from you again. I thought that by now you would be in serious trouble.” I wrote. “Yes, I would have been, but I had anticipated that we were going to be caught and had already put things in order.” She replied. “How do you mean? Please, tell me. How did you get Mr. Sunday to let you off the hook?” “He had no choice. I am not just his wife; I am his business partner. So, he believed me instead of the maid when I explained everything to him.” “I am still lost, Delia. Please, tell me more.” “Well, the truth is that I put the blame on you. I lied to him that you were blackm@iling me and all what I was doing was under coercion. He believed me though with great difficulty. He said he was going to put me under probation to know whether what I was saying was true or not.” She explained. “But that means putting me in trouble. He is going to come after me for bl@ckmailing his wife.” I was worried. “Yes, he is. He is very upset, especially by the fact that you were unceremoniously released from jail. He even contacted the police headquarters and asked why you were let go. They told him to relax, and that the order came from above. So, for now, you are free. However, I advise you to watch your back. Mr. Sunday doesn’t forgive easily. He might still look for a fiendish way to pay you back.” “I think you should also watch your back. He may have forgiven you, but I think he is now wary of you. So, you have to be careful, Delia.” “Yes, Ben, I know that and that is why I contacted you. I do not think that I will be able to live with Mr. Sunday any longer. So, our former deal still lands. As dangerous as it may look, I still want us to run away, if only you will be interested. I still have the money I told you about, and the one in the bank. Let us run away and start a new life all on our own.” “Delia, your proposal looks tempting, but how about my job? My company has so much faith in me. They rely so much on me. How do I leave them like that?” I was skeptical. “Is something wrong with your head? For how long you want to keep working for people. You have to be your own man. You have to be your own boss. If you keep working for people, you will never grow. You are going to be a poor man forever. You need to change your mindset.” She advised. “I understand you, but what if this one doesn’t work out? Where do we go from here? Me, I am tired of running.” “It will work out, trust me. We have money. With money, everything is possible.” “Alright, I will give it a thought, Delia.” “We don’t have time. Take up to tomorrow to make up your mind and get back to me.” “Alright, before you go, I have two more questions.” I spoke. “Yes.” “How did you get my number?” “From the secretary. She is missing you so much. Are you sure you were not grinding her?” “I was in the process of before you showed up. I didn’t want secretary and Madam to be dragging me. So, I let her go.” I attached laughter emojis to the text. “Just like you and Mr. Sunday are dragging me now, right?” “What an irony. The second question is about the maid who betr@yed us. What about her? What has become of her?” “I tried getting her to be removed from her position, but my husband declined. I am sure he has something to do with her. She is going to be my replacement. That is one of the more reasons I have to leave, Ben.” “Alright, Delia, let me sleep over the whole thing. Tomorrow I will get back to you.” That night, back in my home, I thought about everything and realized that Delia was making a lot of sense. I couldn’t continue relying on my salary for ever. No rich person is a salary earner. Most rich people are businesspeople. So, with all the money Delia and I are going to have, we are going to start a big and profitable business and remain rich forever. What a bright idea!! But there were risks involved. For a start, Mr. Sunday would come after us with everything he has. So, why couldn’t we just silence him forever so that we wouldn’t be looking over our shoulders for the rest of our lives? No, that would not be a good idea. Taking his money and his wife away was already too much. There was no need taking his life too. Towards dawn, I arrived at my decision. Yes, I was going to resign from my job and elope with Delia. Yes, I would do it. It might be risky but worth it. So, I got my phone and started typing a text but quickly deleted it after second thoughts. It was around 5:00 AM now. That meant Delia would still be asleep by her husband now. As a married woman, it was highly unlikely that her phone was password protected.

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