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Untamed Librarian – Season 1 – [Episode 1 – 12]

THE SCENT 🥀🌺*
(WHEN THE RICH MAN FALL IN LOVE WITH A BEGGAR)

*EPISODE 5🥀*
(I MET HIM AGAIN)

*RACHAEL’S POV🌷*

*IN THE MOOR’S MANSION*

I was in the living room when one of my maid came to inform me that someone is at the gate asking to see me.

“Ma’am someone at the gate is asking to see you” Velma, one of my maid said.

” Someone? And he/she didn’t give a name?” I asked her confusingly because I wasn’t expecting any visitor today so I wonder who it could be.

“Mrs Smith and one pretty lady ma’am”

“Oh!..let them in. She’s my friend!..let them in quickly!” I told her happily and she squatted away to usher them in.

” ANNA!” I exclaimed immediately as I saw her.

“RACHEL!” she called smiling while giving me a friendly hug.

“Oh my! It’s been a while. So how are you doing?” I asked rushing my words.

“I’m good Rachel!… trust me,…I’m very good!” She replied with a beautiful smile radiating her face.

I look behind her and saw a very pretty lady standing there.

“Who is this beautiful princess?”

“Oh…this is Lucy my only daughter!” She replied and I let out a ” woow”sound.

“Really?”

“Hi ma’am…I’m Lucy” she introduced in that soothing voice of hers.

“How are you Lucy? And has anyone ever made mention of how pretty you are to you?” I complimented beaming at her.

” Thank you ma” she replied shyly.

“Oh come… Come on..have your seat!”
I offered gesturing to the two sitter couch.

I called one of the maid to serve us the most expensive drink on the drink bar when Anna rejected the offer of eating.

“I have been so busy all this days….I mean, so busy that I couldn’t call my son and ask about how your date went” I directed at Lucy.

” So tell me my dear. How was it?”

“Hope you like my boy?” I added.

“Oh yes ma!…I like everything about him. His personality, his physical appearance and every other thing about him. He is made up of stuff of champions and I believe he took that after you” she said with a guffaw.

” Oh my! I trust my son!” I told her heartily.
” I should have known you are the best for my son instead of wasting my time and his, setting him up with those that ain’t worth him but only after his wealth”

” So Anna!…what do you say to this? I think they are best for each other, so do you agree?” I asked again.

” Very well Rachel!” She replied and I bet I saw her feel uncomfortable but shrug it off.

“Okay then that’s good!…I would set up a dinner and would invite Dwayne and of course you both” I explained.
” I hope you guys would come. Will you?” I asked unsure.

“Yes ma’am. We will” Lucy replied quickly and I smiled at her gesture.

The rest of the hours was spent laughing, and talking about random stuff.

*ALEX POV 🌹*

Since the purse incidence happened, have been so quiet around Lia. Am very sure she’s annoyed at me. I’m ashamed of myself and that’s why I have been giving her the silent treatment.

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Just the good morning, take, where are you off to? And welcome. No other conversation between us.

“Good morning Lia” I greeted when I saw her outside.

“Morning” she replied simply.

I look at her and knew she was about to go look for something to eat.

“Give me that” I collected the black polythene bag she was holding.
” You just stay here…let me go this time around” I said in a calm voice.

She didn’t say anything neither did she argue.
“I will be back… won’t stay long” I added.

” Okay then.”

” Pheeeeew… pheeeeew” I whistled coming back to my normal self. It’s been long I did that last.

“Pheeeeew” I turned and waved at Lia and she smiled at me.
I guess her anger has dissolved.

I got to the first restaurant garbage can but unfortunately i couldn’t find anything eatable in there. I made for the next but still couldn’t find anything. It seems the all the trash can has been cleared off.

“Am I that late?” I asked myself.

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I proceeded to the next and the next and the next but still same result.

“Aisssssh” I groaned.

Have been walking and searching for the past hours and am damn tired. Have also been begging along the way but no one is even willing to give me anything.

I looked ahead of me and spotted a garbage can in front of a very big company and I breathe a sigh of relief.

“Won’t the security chase me away?” I can’t help but ask myself.

“I will give it a try” I said hastening my steps.

I moved close to the three hefty man standing guard at the company gate.

Why isn’t the garbage can outside? I mean outside would be very easy and I won’t have to pass through this deadly looking men out here.

“Good morning sir” I greeted politely.

“Just get out of here” one said.

“I don’t even have a dime to give anyone” said another.

“Am not asking for money sir,just allow me to go search the trash can whether I would see something eatable” I explained.

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” Inside?… beggars ain’t allow in here” the one who has been quiet voiced out.

Oh! Today is showing signs of being a bad day I guess.

I was about to plead with them again when a car drifted and made it’s way inside but stop abruptly.
It’s a tinted glass car so I couldn’t see whosoever in there.

“It must be one of the employee’s”I thought.

*DWAYNE POV 🌹*

I left home early today also but didn’t go straight to the office. Instead, I drove to the vicinity where I saw the two beggars. haven’t stop thinking about those two panhandler.

I really want to help them!. helping someone in this lifetime would be such a great thing and who knows whether I will be a very poor person in my next life.

I got there and didn’t bother to come down because am beginning to lose the hope of seeing them again. I don’t even know their names I should have ask from someone here.

But if I go around, asking for the whereabouts of a beggar people would think am insane right? Or better still they would think am a ritualist.

waiting for 30 minutes,and I saw none of them,I make off for office and throughout the drive I never stop thinking about them especially the lady with the scent. I have to make enquiry about that and if I can’t find her, nothing can be done.

Few minutes later, I arrived at the company. I was about to drive in when I remembered something. I was so engrossed when I left home that have forgotten about the file my secretary gave for me to assent yesterday.

Sh!t!

Now I have to go back home.

I made for the reverse and twisted my neck to check whether no car is at my back and slowly I saw him!.
YES!!!!!!

I saw the beggar guy in front of my company!. Someone I have been searching for the past four to five days!.

I quickly got down. forgetting about the file I wanted to go back and pick.

“Good morning sir!” I heard the security men greetings but didn’t bother to reply them.

” You?” I directed surprisingly at the guy and he also look surprised to see me.

“You!?” I asked him again to be sure am not hallucinating.

“Oh Christ!” I exclaimed.

“Don’t you remember me?” I asked when he was just staring at me not saying anything.

“I…I…I…do…sir” he stuttered.

“Come!..come!..come!” I said leading him to my car.

I opened the front seat and gesture for him to go in. He reluctantly got in, and I hastily closed the door. Thank God he didn’t protest.

I know the security were surprised because a look at them said it all. They were dumbfounded and we’re probably confused.

Ignoring them, I made for the drivers seat and got in.

“Are you okay? Are you hungry? What about the other lady?;what are you doing here?” I asked him in one breathe.

” Ye… Yes… I mean… No… No… Yes… Sir”he stuttered.

” I’m asking him too much of a question! ” I scolded myself inwardly.

I got him by surprise so stuttering is inevitable. Without wasting much time, I quickly drove out of the company heading back home.

I ain’t gonna lose this guy!
Never!

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