It was why she waited. Hesitating. The only reason why she stepped inside was the fact that she wanted an answer. Nothing more, nothing less.
“Okay! Sit.” He gestured to her, to the swivel chair in front of the glass table.
Perching on the edge of it, he had one hand on his thigh while the other hand touched the table. His eyes locked on her.
“I just want us to have a little chat.”
He said.
“About?” Blessing grunted back.
“About what you said.”
“I asked a question. I just need an answer. This is unnecessary.” She said to him with a sneer.
“You’re bold. Aren’t you scared?” He asked her with a sly smile on his face. “That I could abracadabra you from this place and nod it would even wink an eye? Including your Demas?”
She gulped. He caught the reaction as she straightened up
