Episode 13. His attention was on Samenffa.

Staring at his reflection, Samenffa was very unsatisfied. He didn't like what he was seeing but there wasn't much that could be done. He was in his dressing room, a large walk in closet with countless clothes arranged orderly as usual, the rug under his feet was white.

The whole closet was white as well, only the colorful clothes hanged or folded that gave it a pop of culture. Samenffa although unhappy with his look didn't look half bad. For someone that was the male and younger version of Valentina, he could be called beautiful right now. His forest green eyes were lined with black eyeliner that made his eyes bolder . His pointed nose was highlighted with shimmering bronzer and contour. To top it, his ruddy lips were looking slightly redder than normal.

He was perfect… Just skinny. It was what made him a little less confident in himself. He had to wear a really bogus ripped blue black denim jacket with a white tank crock top and baggy denim mom jeans then a red and white Sam sneakers were on his feet, custom made by his company a day ago.

Sighing tiredly, Samenffa clipped a happy face emoji fanny pack round his waist hiding his inny bellybutton. His newly polish green nails matched his eyes. His dressing was totally different from the code of the event he was to attend but that was why he dressed this way, all eyes will be on him and many would want to know who he is wearing.

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Driving into the venue in a green Porsche 911 turbo , the paparazzi snapping the celebrities were stunned by the screeching sound a car that just pulled up made because of the fast spin stunt its driver performed. . Samenffa stepped out of it sassily throwing the keys to the valet who almost missed it. Walking like he was on the runway, Samenffa posed for the cameras that were now flashing his way ignoring all the other celebrities that also just arrived.

The posing and flashing of teeth lasted for a good while before the arrival of the owner of the event center was announced. Samenffa did a stylish jacket flip before walking off. A large majority of the press were aggrieved, they were hoping to see some juicy drama but Samenffa left before Chris and Nadia stepped on the carpet.

But they didn't feel too bad because they caught Chris's gaze following Samenffa. Technically it was normal to stare at Samenffa because he was oddly dressed for the occasion but for Chris, it was something else. That walk brought back memories. This large center was where they met for the first time and that walk … That was the same way Samenffa walked out on him.

Nadia frowned as she lightly nudged Chris bringing his attention back to her. For heaven's sake she was wearing a pepper red maxi dress! But the look she got in return made her bones shudder. Chris didn't say anything but she could already guess he barked, 'WHAT IS YOUR FREAKING PROBLEM!'

She had to force her lips to turn up for the cameras. 'It hurts to know you still love that bitch, like I am standing beside you! ' She mentally said to Chris.

Chris didn't waste his time smiling for the cameras forgetting he was supposed to pretend to be in a 'very happy ' relationship. All he wanted was some time with Samenffa alone… His mind was too busy searching for ways to get his body to pose. All the shine of a thousand spotlights were on him but they were not enough to keep his attention.

Unintentionally, he dragged Nadia into the theatre. His family owns the place that is both an event center, a movie theatre and a hotel. They were filthy rich . He freed Nadia's hand so she could walk by herself, he was not her babysitter. He headed to the front where he hoped Samenffa would be sitting but unfortunately, he was sitting far from where he would be sitting.

He gritted his teeth as he sat in his red chair. Nadia coquettishly sat beside him like a good girlfriend then busied herself by greeting her costars and other celebrities while Chris ignored everything around him. It was like he was in space and all he could see was Samenffa in the distance chatting care freely with other people.

But one thing was certain, he must speak privately with Samenffa tonight especially when he came without his lapdog, Platt. The cinema quickly filled up with a lot of people, some popular others influential. After they settled, the movie was briefly introduced by a famous presenter throwing in some appreciations to the male and female leads.

Ten minutes into the movie that started off boringly, the light of Samenffa's phone that was in his hand brightened. Chris saw, he hadn't shifted his gaze from the man since his arrival. He watched Samenffa sneakily leave the arena. He wished he could throw a victory fist in the air, this was his chance to degrade him!

But first he had to ensure he wouldn't be disturbed. Turning to Nadia, he leaned towards her head and whispered in her ear hushly, "don't come looking for me." He didn't find it necessary to give her a valid explanation for his exit.

Nobody noticed Samenffa leaving because they were too engrossed in trying to understand the movie but some noticed Chris leaving. They began to make assumptions in their hearts, thinking the president was already bored.

In the hallway outside the theatre, Chris brought out his phone from the pocket of his suit jacket and connected to the cameras of the arena, checking the live feed , he found Samenffa heading to the men's room, he smirked and put the phone in his pocket then hastened his footsteps but had to halt because his bodyguards were quietly following him.

He turned to them with a frown. "You can wait here, I don't think anyone would try to assault me in this facility."

"You can never be too sure, sir, "his head bodyguard said with a look that showed he was not ready to obey his employer.

Chris hissed in annoyance but didn't bother convincing the guards, they were trained to protect him whether he consented or not. He ignored them and continued his mission.