Chapter 18

Samantha reclined on her four-poster bed, its mahogany frame gleaming under the soft glow of a crystal chandelier that hung from the vaulted ceiling of her bedroom. She slipped into a silk nightdress, its fabric whispering against her skin and draped a loose night robe over her shoulders—one sleeve trailing onto the plush Persian rug, the other pooling on the satin bedspread. The room was a testament to opulence: walls adorned with hand-painted murals of tropical landscapes, a sprawling bay window framed in gold leaf, and a vanity table cluttered with perfumes and jewelry that glittered like stars. This was no ordinary bedroom—it was the sanctuary of a young heiress, the only daughter of Chief Gabriel Omoshola, one of Lagos’s most prominent industrialists.