She muttered under her breath, "I just finished a 'board meeting' with Chibuzor over the weekend… and now this pops up?"
Settling into her chair, she tried to focus on her work, yet her gaze kept darting to her phone. Updates on the shares she had purchased earlier flickered across the screen. Those shares weren't just numbers, they were weapons, leverage, a silent reminder that she was reclaiming her company piece by piece.
Her mind wandered, though, drifting toward Nnenna. She hadn't spent real time with her best friend in three months. The occasional chat, a text here, a laugh there, but nothing substantial.
And now, she worried. Nnenna was perceptive. Sharp. Already suspicious. Yet somehow, Olaedo had managed to keep the truth hidden, for now.
Keeping her fake marriage a secret from Nnenna wasn't about distrust, it was about survival.
