Chapter 13

Pat and Nelly lay down naked already exhausted from the marathon escapades of sex. They slept like logs of wood Pat snoring loudly. It was the sound of her phone that woke her up, even though Nelly had wanted her to stay the night, the discussion didn't go well with her. Nelly had even promised a bigger contract with a mouth watering amount, but she refused the offer saying it wasn't part of the deal initially. One other reason being that it will make her feel inferior in her eyes, it might bring insults and embarrassment in the future. She stood up, took her hand bag,opened it and brought out her hair comb. She took her time to make her hair look good and tidy. She then did her makeup, wore her clothes and her sneakers then sat down waiting for Nelly to seal her own side of the bargain. Nelly seeing that she is ready, took her bag and brought out the contract paper in an envelope, handed it over to Pat. Pat opened the the envelope and read through. A whooping sum of $250,000 worth of contract signed and approved already, with a cheque of same amount only the name of her company pending. She is to fill the name as proceed to the bank to pay in, while she is to take off on the next monday. She happily out back the documents and the cheque back into the envelope and hugged Nelly, took her bag and promised to see her again before she leaves town. She was all smiles as the lift went down the ground floor. She got a taxi cab quickly and off to the house she went. 

Mike has been bordered, one being that he hasnt made any head way into knowing exactly the relationship between Olivia and the name on that card. If peradventure she is dating any member of that family or the man himself, then his effort and wishes has already ended I futility. But that is only if the Ben Hart he has heard of is the one on that card. To him there is 90 percent chances that he is the one because the card is a gold platinum card, not issued to anyhow person. Unless others Olivia is one of those Bitch that mayhave stolen this froma client.whatever be it he will get to the root of it, he made himself the promise. The second thing that borders him is his wife, she has become more of a visitor I the house, who keeps her best friend at home and keep staying out without catering for her, he thought to himself. He has noticed this behavior but since he doesn't have any evidence to prove otherwise except for the business she keeps telling him, what else would he do. The only succour is still on the pipeline, that is Olivia. If only he could as fast as possible unravel every mistery sorrounding her and get to initiate the relationship he wouldn't border himself over Pat's attitudes. He was still pacing around with the thought when Pat entered.

At Paris, Brains has gone back to the hotel, changed his cloth to something thicker as the weather was getting cooler, he also made enquiry on how to get to the office from the staff in the hotel. He was adviced to take Uber, cos it's safer and faster. He downloaded the app immediately and booked a ride. The nearest driver was 2 minutes close, so he stood up, took his pocket diary, his phone and left the room down to the ground floor and at the reception lobby where he sat comfortably waiting for the driver. The driver sent him a message indicating his arrival at the left wing of the car pack, since the plate number and the color is showing on the app, it wasn't difficult for him to locate the car, he entered and the driver started the ride. The journey from the hotel to the office which is a little bit off the city would take them 50minutes. The driver was very friendly, he initiated a conversation concerning the upcoming elections in the city. The position of the mayor is being contested and from his experience previous years, it is usually bigger than the presidential election. This he explained is because the mayor's office is closer to the people and the people have interest in electing a credible mayor who will protect the city and protect them. Brains listened as the driver spoke, he could see and sense the sense of patriotism and ownership which culminates into full participation and involvement in electioneering matters. He thought of what happens in his country. The difference is clear, he wouldn't even dare talk about it. He has never see a citizen discuss issues of politics from a positive perspective. This is of a kind and it will remain in his memory for so long. They arrived the complex, a look at the building from the outside he could see that it is a very quiet place, there is a bank by the right side with free cars packed in front. The sign post reads Porche Bank. The two flags where flying at full height, one is the country flag, the other he guessed should be the flag for the bank. At the left side is a board big enough to serve as bill board, there is boldly written the offices and the floor the are located. As the driver dives into the complex, he took his diary out and checked the name again. He finally alighted from the cab and paid the driver while he move towards the board to check for the floor. He saw it at number seven MIRA'S PLACE seventh floor. He enquired and was shown the lift, he pressed the button and the door slid open, he entered and just as the door was about to close a young lady rushed in, the door then closed. The young lady tapped the 7th floor button and since he is going to same floor he told the lady not to worry. At the floor, there is another board, this time electronic, that displays the three offices on that floor. Mira's place can be seen conspicuously. He got to the door and pressed the bell. He was received by the secretary, who gave him seat and a little visitors form to fill. He thought of what to fill, he doesn't have any appointment and he does not have anything to do in the movie industry that he can use to give Olivia a surprise cos it's obvious she didn't know he was coming. Just as he was waiting, something came up his mind. Why does he name of the company bear Mira instead of Olivia? He shrugged off the thought, it is possible her other name is Mira or it may even be her mother's name. He do not need to bother on that. The most important thing for now is to see her. After a few minutes of waiting, another young lady entered the office, she doesn't look anything like Olivia, they greeted and she went into the inner office. The secretary also went I with her and after a few minutes came out and told him the lady that is in the office is ready to see him. Brains went in and was greeted with a beautiful smile as if he is an already known face. The young lady offered him a seat and from the foiled visitors form where he wrote URGENT, she asked him what was urgent in the visit. 

I want to see Olivia, he replied. She is the one the urgent message is for, he added

The young lady's face changed immediately, Brains could see confusion written all over it. 

Olivia? Who is Olivia? She asked

Brains could not understand why of the question. Does it mean he was given the wrong address? He could recall the young lady telling him she would not give him phone number for obvious reasons. Is it also possible that for obvious reasons they gave him a wrong address just to push him out the office? These and more questions ran in his mind;

I am here to see Olivia, he sounded angry, he then brought out the partly torn poster he took from the wall and showed her, pointing at Olivia's picture he added; who is this? The lady took the picture, looked at the picture, she returned the smile on her face and turning to Brains;

Sir, I think you are the one confusing us here, the person on that poster is the CEO MIRA'S PLACE, her name is MIRA not Olivia.

Ok, Olivia, Mira, or whatever name you call her, where is she and when is she coming to work? Brains asked angrily. He was becoming more impatient. He couldn't understand why the playing around with names when the picture is the same person. All he need is to see the Olivia, the name things will be between both of them. Olivia will do the explanation, not the lady sitting infront of her. The young lady sensing that he was becoming temperamental, took an excuse to make a phone call. She called Miras direct line.

Pat stepped into the house exhausted and famished. She greeted the husband and went straight into her room. She has been staying in a separate room for sometime now with the excuse that she need time to plan her business. When the husband complained she gave another excuse of emotional imbalance which she says affects her and psychologically may be a factor affecting her non conception. She has always found one excuse or another to cover up her lifestyle. She got into her room, undressed and wore a lighter cloth; a half bra top and a light material short that barely touched her knee. She then went into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and too a bottle of fresh yogurt, poured herself a cup and added a cream milk. She took had of the content in a gulp and kept te remaining on the table. She opened the cabinet where they have the food stuff, took a pack of spaghetti and poured out some in a bowl. She broke them into pieces, lit the gas cooker, put water in a pot and placed it on the fire she sipped her yogurt while waiting for the weter to get up. She love eating spaghetti. It is one of the easiest and nicest food so long as she is concerned. She left the spaghetti on the fire to get done and went to see Olivia. She knocked on the door and mentioned her name so Olivia will know she is the one knocking. Olivia who had already picked a cloth to cover herself dropped the cloth and opened the door; It has been her habit to wear a short and a loose bra when she is in her room; Pat hugged her and apologized for not calling nor checking on her, her reason as usual being business. Olivia did not mind, she already has a lot in her head to border about, moreover, she had already made up her mind not to interfere in anything concerning her friends lifestyle. Sometime she feel her friend has a forgetful memory, were they not in the same room in School days? The game she is into, they played together, if not for her family interest as public figure of reputable profile that made her quiet down a little... She thought. Pat asked her to come join her in the kitchen as she prepared the food. She accepted and Pat left her to dress up while she went back to the kitchen. When Olivia got to the kitchen, Pat handed over the cup of yogurt and asked her to sit on the high stool while she finished up the cooking. 

Lest I forget Olivia, why were you getting yourself drunk that evening? She asked directly

Olivia was not expecting such direct question, but she had no option than to give her friend the story in detail. Pat was shocked, she could not imagine how her friend got into this. 

Do you think your ex is involved I this? Or is it a case of mistaking identity? Have you had any fling or jilted any man since you came into town. She kept throwing barrage of questions and suggestions at Olivia without allowing her answer any. 

Enough! Olivia almost shouted. I have thought of all these, I cannot lay my hand on any reason than a mistaking identity, she lied. All I need is to be careful as choose the kind of environment I go to, she added. 

Although they have been best of friends for so many years, but the recent profile that Olivia's family is in no way comparable to that which they had when they met. Pat knows she is from a rich home, but cannot say nor does she know how rich they are. One of the things that she keep imagining is how Olivia pays bills without turning a hair. Flight tickets were to her like buying meal ticket. The kind of hotels she deserves for them when they travel. Those things are evidence of  the level of financial power she has. Olivia had liked her the moment she saw her in school, out of the entire friend circle of about eight, she picked immense interest on her and ever since then, they have never had any issue. Even when Olivia figured out that she is bi, she did not make it a topic neither did she gossip nor reduce her love for her. That was even the reason it wasn't difficult to inductrinate her. But one thing that she cannot understand is that Olivia never talked about we family. Whenever she brings issues that concerns family, she has a smart way of dodging it, rather she will tell you about one uncle somewhere. She has learnt to see her, be with her, and love her the way she is. Probably she bought, that may be the reason their friendship has lasted for these years. 

Pat brought down the pot of food and the aroma was so inviting. She dishes out for Olivia and herself, placed it on the table in the kitchen, then she heard the door open, standing there yawning was Mike. He had woke up from sleep and perceived the aroma which made him get up fast to get his own portion, even though he never thought his wife as the one cooking. All he had in mind was to meet Olivia. It would have been an avenue to initiate a romantic conversation and possible chip in what he had in mind. What a bad timing, he pretended to have heard Pat's voice and was waiting for the meal to be ready. Pat hugged him, took her plate and added more of the food, she took another spoon and they all headed to the dinning.