Billionaire's Admirable Bride

Chapter 3 Olima's torture

Olima paused at the kitchen door, not wanting to give up on begging her stepmother.

She had graduated as the best in her school, and if she had known, she would have accepted the school scholarship program that was offered to her. But she thought her father had better plans for her.

Olima turned and begged Mrs. Gina again, “Please, Ma, I really need to write the university entrance examination to gain admission into any university.”

Mrs. Gina growled, “And who will sponsor your school fees? Did you forget how your loving father cast me away? Well, in case you've forgotten, let me remind you that the money I'm using to feed you is the money I was supposed to use to pay the previous two maids I sent away. There's no money in this house, and I cannot use my business money to sponsor your education fees into any university. Why am I even explaining all this to you? Just leave my sight before I break your head!” Mrs. Gina warned, and Olima finally went back into the kitchen.

Nathan, the gatekeeper of the mansion, knocked and walked into the living room.

He stepped in to inform Mrs. Gina that the school bus had arrived to take Mia to school.

Nathan knew that Mrs. Gina wasn't the madam of the house before, but after his late madam passed away, Mrs. Gina took over the mansion and became the new madam of the house.

Nathan greeted Mrs. Gina, “Good morning, Ma. The school bus has arrived to take Mia to school.”

Mrs. Gina sighed and replied, “It's okay, Nathan. You can leave us and inform the driver that Mia will be outside soon."

"Okay, Madam," Nathan bowed and left the living room. He was a 35-year-old man, and he sighed as he went back to the gate to inform the school bus driver to wait.

Mia finished her breakfast, stood up from her dining chair, carried her black schoolbag from the next chair, and said to her mother, “Mom, I'm off to school. Take care."

“Okay, my baby. Take care too," Mrs. Gina replied and sighed as she watched Mia exit the mansion.

Mrs. Gina stared back at the dining table and went to pick up the dirty plate and tray that Mia had used.

She wondered what Olima was still doing in the kitchen, so she went in to find out for herself instead of calling Olima outside.

Olima stood beside the kitchen sink, washing her face. Her big brown eyes had turned pure red.

She heard the sound of the kitchen door slide open and immediately turned to see her stepmother walking in.

Mrs. Gina glared at Olima and asked, "What are you doing standing there beside the kitchen sink?"

Olima quickly replied, "Nothing, Ma. I was washing my face."

"Hmm," Mrs. Gina was silent as she walked up to the kitchen sink to drop the dirty tray and plate there for Olima to wash.

Mrs. Gina noticed the open carton of noodles on the cabinet top and saw the three noodles and two eggs Olima had placed there to cook.

She asked, "Olima, why did you place the noodles and eggs there?"

Olima nervously replied, "I want to cook them."

"Hmm," Mrs. Gina walked towards the carton of noodles she had bought the previous week. She inspected it, noting that the noodles were the smaller-sized packets.

She asked, “Olima, how many noodles did you cook for Mia today?”

“Two noodles, Ma,” Olima nervously replied.

"Two noodles, and how many noodles am I seeing here that you want to cook for yourself?" Mrs. Gina gasped, staring into the carton and seeing it was almost empty.

Olima shuddered and quickly replied, “Three-three noodles, Ma.”

“Three noodles! Just for you alone! My goodness!" Mrs. Gina gasped, staring back at Olima, who shuddered backward.

Mrs. Gina asked, "Did you plan to turn me into a thief? How can you finish three noodles and two eggs at once? No wonder you still look so fresh and beautiful even after killing your late parents..." Mrs. Gina's eyes burned with anger at Olima, who was shivering in fright.

Mrs. Gina stared back into the carton and counted.

She said, “Only one noodle and one egg is enough for you from today henceforth. If I find out you cook more than one noodle and egg per day for yourself, you'll see the other side of me.”

“There are only 10 noodles left in this carton. When I bought it, there were 40 packets. So, you and Mia have eaten 30 noodle packets just this week. I'm sure you ate the most. Now return those two packets back into this carton to make it twelve, and cook just one noodle and one egg for yourself. But before that, prepare my tea and bring it to the dining table now.”

Mrs. Gina let go of the noodles carton and walked out of the kitchen, while Olima sobbed and quickly rushed to the teacup cabinet to prepare her stepmother's tea, just the way she knew her stepmother liked it.

Olima finally stepped out of the kitchen and walked into the dining room, carrying a tray with a hot teacup in her hands.

She walked up to the dining table and served it in front of her stepmother, who sat there patiently waiting.

Olima then went back into the kitchen to prepare her own breakfast. She prepared one noodle and one egg for herself, not wanting her stepmother to punish her.

After she finished cooking, Olima sat on a stool in the kitchen and started eating her noodles quietly as she sobbed.

She missed her parents and knew that her late father was a billionaire, and money was never a problem.

Tears rolled down Olima's eyes as she realized her stepmother hated her and wondered who would speak to her stepmother on her behalf. None of her relatives seemed to care anymore after her stepmother had them arrested.

They were only concerned about her late father's properties, his oil company, and his mega houses.

Olima finished eating her breakfast, stood up from the kitchen stool, and went to drop her plate in the sink to wash it.

Later, she stepped out of the kitchen and entered into the dining room to see if her stepmother was done with her tea so she could wash the teacup and tray.

Olima saw that her stepmother was no longer at the dining table, and the mansion seemed silent.

She heard the sound of a car starting in the garage and walked up to the window, seeing her stepmother drive out using one of her late father's expensive new cars.

Olima's late father had up to five brand new spotless cars and three Jeeps in the garage.

Olima sighed and went back into the kitchen to wash all the dirty plates and teacups before going upstairs to her bedroom to rest for the day, as she was tired and home alone.

After her bath, she wore another light blue gown, lay on her bed, and wondered how she would overcome her stepmother's brutality daily. Soon, she fell asleep.

***

Later in the evening, Mrs. Gina arrived home from her boutique shop, where she sold women's clothing at the market. She drove into the luxury white mansion premises and parked the car.

She stepped down from the red car and locked it using the remote.

She remembered how her late husband had agreed to buy her a car after Mia had grown up to a 5-year-old little girl and complained that Olima's mother had a car, so her mother needed one too.

That was when Mr. Leo finally decided to buy a new small car for her, which she had been managing since then.

Mrs. Gina sighed and stared at her small black car still parked in the garage.

She shook her head and finally walked up to the mansion entrance to go inside the white house, which had a beautiful fountain at the middle of the vast compound and many flowering plants at the sides.

Mrs. Gina knew the Late Mrs. Zoe was a lover of flowers and plants.

Nathan finished locking the gate and greeted Mrs. Gina again, "Welcome back, Madam," as he saw her walking up to the mansion entrance.

"Yes, thank you, Nathan. Did anyone come to look for me?" Mrs. Gina paused and asked, and Nathan replied, "No, Madam."

"Okay," Mrs. Gina answered, and she climbed up the mansion steps and went into the living room.

Olima sprang up from the living room's black couch as she saw her stepmother walk in.

She hadn't heard the sound of the car engine because she was watching an interesting romance movie with Mia in the living room.

The flat-screen television was so loud that Olima didn't know when Mrs. Gina arrived.

Mrs. Gina was wearing a long blue gown that accentuated her shape, and she was carrying a black handbag.

Olima quickly greeted her, "Good evening, Ma."

Mrs. Gina's black eyes burned with anger at Olima, and she didn't respond. She shifted her gaze to the living room wall clock and saw it was already after 7 p.m.

Yet, Olima hadn't come to her shop in the afternoon to collect the money needed to prepare their dinner for the night.

Mia stood up too and greeted her mother, “Good evening, Mom.”

Mrs. Gina finally looked at Mia and replied, “Evening, Mia. How are you doing today? Have you done your assignments from school yet?”

“Yes, Mom, I have. Olima helped me with it,” Mia responded, and Mrs. Gina sighed, "Hmm."

Mrs. Gina looked at Olima once more, who was walking away toward the dining room table, and she asked, “Olima, have you prepared dinner yet?”

Mrs. Gina knew there were no foodstuffs in the house, but she still had to ask Olima that question.