RAFFLE DRAW BILLIONAIRE

Freedom!

Dazed, Jermaine didn’t know when his mouth dropped open. The lady fed him lobster with sauce. The juicy sauce that dripped from the lobster was a fine accessory, looking as elite as the lady in front of him.

‘’Priscilla!’’ A voice that sounded like thunder startled Jermaine. he belched hard and almost threw up the lobster in his mouth.

‘’What on earth? How many times have I asked you to never wander away.’’ An angry man marched forward toward Priscilla, but what she did next shocked Jermaine.

‘’Darling!’’ Priscilla, the lady who had just fed Jermaine with lobster and sauce, fell rigorously into his arms and started to squeal.

‘’Thank goodness you came, darling. He’s forcing me.’’ When Priscilla spoke, she burst into fake tears as she batted her eyebrows in front of the man who had just entered the room.

‘’What?’’ Jermaine’s eyes shone.

Just then, the waiter who served Jermaine came running towards the scene. He doubled as the manager.

‘’Madam Selene, are you okay?’’ The waiter asked. Priscilla Selene was the spoiled daughter of the Selene Family. She loved men, so she was married off early to keep her intact.

However, Selene still ran off to be with other men no matter what her husband did for her, and now she had chased after the handsome and poor Jermaine.

Priscilla shook her head and pointed at Jermaine.

‘’He forced me.’’

The waiter turned, and his red face burned Jermaine from where he stood.

‘’Because you cannot afford the food, you chose to rob the madam?’’ The waiter’s eyes glared with disgust.

Priscilla nodded as the waiter unknowingly helped her to coin a believable story.

‘’No...’’ Jermaine started to say, but he was cut short.

‘’No? Okay then, pay for your meal if you intended to pay for yourself,’’ the waiter challenged Jermaine.

Jermaine froze.

By now, the entire restaurant had their attention on Jermaine and the rest of the people involved in the heated exchange.

Jermaine had to pay 3,800 dollars on the spot. Where will he get the money?

Jermaine was shivering, and his knees were failing him. What made him want this restaurant? Oh, Abigail had finished him.

‘’Who the hell are you, riffraff?’’ Priscilla’s husband, a mafia leader, leaned into Jermaine, weighing him and asking.

‘’You dare to rob my wife; do you not know about me?’’ The man was fuming down Jermaine’s ears.

‘'I didn’t...’' Jermaine was saying when his face suddenly swung to the left with a sharp sting on his cheek.

Thwack!

‘’Arrest him!’’ Henry Knight’s voice bellowed that command as his guards seized Jermaine by the arm.

‘’I didn’t do anything. She’s lying.’’ Jermaine tried to argue his innocence, but nobody was having it. Before he knew what was happening, he was being beaten down and treated like a common criminal.

Everything happened so fast, and before Jermaine could get a hang of anything, he was in the police station being treated like a robber and asked to be detained.

‘’Leave him there until he can find his way out.’’ That was what Henry Knight told the police superintendent, and then he turned his back and left the building.

‘’Wait, I'll call my lawyer.’’ Jermaine, who did not have any lawyer to call, hurried out of the building to catch the last glimpse of fresh air before he was hoisted into the cell.

Staring at his phone in his hand, Jermaine’s finger hovered around Abigail’s name. Would she come to his rescue?

He punched the contact and watched the phone display while he put it on loudspeaker. When Abigail’s number connected and started to ring, Jermaine thought Abigail would pick the call, so he started to gear up.

But unfortunately, before the call rang twice, Jermaine flinched at the sudden sound of the connection going dead.

The tone indicated that Abigail had rejected Jermaine’s call.

‘’Mr Man, it’s time to get you to your cell. You have nobody to call.’’ One of the policemen said as he walked towards Jermaine, pulling him back inside the building.

Jermaine took one last glance at his phone, hoping that Abigail would shock him and return his call, but he saw something else.

Congratulations, winner 90566. You won the Coldplay raffle draw! 50 billion dollars is yours.’

When Jermaine saw the test, he ruled it off immediately, thinking that it was a fraudulent advert until he received a credit alert of 50 million dollars into his phone.

Jermaine’s face dropped in disbelief.

‘’Let’s go!’’ The policeman attempted to snatch the phone from Jermaine’s hand, but Jermaine made sure to turn off the phone before he surrendered it to the authorities.

While Jermaine was being led into the cell, he kept on thinking about what he saw. 50 million dollars? Was he dreaming?

Jermaine was still in shock, so much that he did not know that he had arrived in front of his cell.

‘’Get in!’’ The policeman said and shoved him inside.

Jermaine was staring ahead of him, but he did not see anybody’s face. All he saw was the alert that entered his phone when he was outside.

Jermiane stayed in detention for three months before he decided to ask how much his bail was. He expected at least one person to look for him and come and save him from the cell, but nobody came.

Not even his family members.

‘’You can be free for one thousand dollars, but I bet you cannot afford it.’’ The policeman, without looking at Jermaine, replied to him when Jermaine questioned him during dinner time.

‘’I want to pay. 'I am ready to leave!’’ Jermaine’s voice sounded a bit too commanding for the policeman’s liking.

‘’You had better be able to back that up,’’ the rather amused policeman replied.

‘’I’ll pay with my card. "It’s in the safe where you people kept it.’’ Jermaine sounded sure, but the policeman was skeptical, thinking that Jermaine had other plans.

‘’Are you joking?’’ The policeman asked, but Jermaine shook his head.

Deciding to oblige Jermaine, the policeman gave him his ATM card and watched Jermaine try to post bail.

To the man’s surprise, the money was paid to the police department at the twinkle of an eye.

‘’Oh, you are a free man then,’’ the police said as he brought out the rest of Jermaine’s belongings.

The first thing that Jermaine grabbed was his phone. He needed to check his account balance to confirm.

Confirming that the money he saw three months ago was not a dream but a reality, Jermaine held back his smile, refusing to give out his victory to the police, who would only increase his bail.

All he wanted was to leave.

‘’Did you stay here for three months while you had that money or did someone just send it to you?’’ The policeman asked an uninterested Jermaine, who had now gotten dressed, grabbed his belongings, and walked out of prison.