As it was deep in the summer, she was wearing her off the shoulder floral dress with slides. Although she looked very casual but with her body, she was able to pull it off.

As she left the office building she took a cab to the restaurant they had agreed to meet at with her friends. When she arrived at the destination, she realized that this was actually a five star restaurant which had high minimum spending policy. This restaurant was definitely not for the working class like her.

But since she was already there, and couldn’t change venues on the last minute she decided to go inside.

When she was at the entrance of the restaurant she bumped in to someone, and the lady’s purse was sent flying before it could land down on the floor , so Ciara apologized profusely as she didn’t mean to, she even volunteered to pick up the fallen purse.

“I’m really sorry about that, let me pick that up for you”.

“Are you mad?…. Why don’t you just dig those eyes out as you don’t even use them”. But the lady wasn’t having it, as she had started swearing at her. She just didn’t see the use of apologizing. An apology would never fix her purse should it be damaged, and this cheaply dressed woman in front of her could never afford to replace it.

Ciara picked the purse when she was about to hand it over to it’s owner, she was so shocked by the person in front of her, why did she have to meet her here out of all places. She immediately turned cold.

“Boity?”

The other woman was also surprised but soon recovered, she took out her sunglasses and looked at Ciara with disgust.

“Oooh you again, I see you didn’t die from the hit.” she then looked around her before continuing.

“I know you don’t afford this place, so what are you doing here, are you following me? Hehe he or perhaps you want to get glimpse of your ex…. Huh you’d never get back with him.”

“You can keep that boyfriend if yours I don’t want him.”

“owh right, that’s because you’ve now scored yourself a sugar daddy, I see you’ve given up the Hustle of getting in to Mr Jones’ bed.” Boity was now smiling, liking the feeling she got from rubbing in the Salt in Ciara’s wounds. She loved seeing her miserable.

Ciara just couldn’t hold it in any more, she was so irritated from hearing this comment over and over. Through out the day, so to vent her anger raised her hand aiming at Boity’s face she then swung it really hard to strike Boity on her cheek.

“Smack” the sound was loud crisp and clear, everyone turned to their direction to see what had happened. Boity on the other hand didn’t expect the buzzing clap, and felt humiliated by Ciara, she wanted to fight back and teach Ciara a lesson but suddenly noticed a familiar silhouette at the corner of her eyes so she had a change of plan.

” Ciara don’t act so highly, we all know that you are a mistress of that old man. We are family after all, why don’t you tell us when you need money we could try to help with the little that we have. You don’t have to do these things.” she sounded like someone caring and willing to help her family member in times of need. But to Ciara the hidden message was loud and clear. She was basically calling her a home wracker, someone who didn’t care about the well-being of others but only cared about her financial gain.

This infuriated Ciara even further, she raised her hand once again intending to give Boity a second clap, just to remind her to think properly before saying anything nasty about others next time.

Just when her palm was about to reach Boity’s cheek, her wrist was held by a rough hand.

“what is wrong with you? Are you not afraid of the consequences?”.

That voice came from the ever annoying Dexter the ex. Ciara on the other hand was not scared by this man at all. After being with Liam all this while, a man who was mostly cold and aloof. Dexter’s indifference was nothing to her, so she only sneered in response.

Seeing the look on Ciara’s face, he concluded that she wasn’t going to apologize any time soon. Boity was now leaning on his chest with tears flowing out like a river, she was really pitiable and indeed Dexter’s heart ached from the sight of Boity crying in pain. So he decided to speak again.

” Ciara why do you have to so stubborn, she’s your sister for heaven’s sake. Are you still holding her countable for what happened that day? Look at her she regrets it, that’s why she offered to help you financially.”

She only looked at her acting cousin who was so good at it that she could’ve scored herself an award if she took acting as her career. She then maintained her straight face.

” She’s not at all important for me to hold a grudge against her . “

She then left the scene without even sparing them a glance. She headed straight to the private room they had reserved.

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