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Bianca's POV
I opened the door and was shocked to see the person in front of me. He isn't dressed in his usual black suit today, he's clad in a black hoodie and a black jean just like when we were younger, I wonder why he likes black so much, his silky hair glows and it made it obvious he isn't an ordinary Nigerian but a black American, not exactly black cos he has a fair skin fairer than mine.
Chioma peeped and saw him too, she hissed and went back inside.
"What is he doing here?" I thought.
"Did you miss your way sir? Because the last time I checked, this place is my apartment not Wellington's company, hotel, or estate" I said as I furrowed my brows.
"I just want to talk to you" he said calmly and scratched the bridge of his nose.
"I can't, we can only talk in the office about work, anything aside work, I don't want to hear it" I said to him.
"You need to listen Patty_"
"it's Bianca!"I cut in