My whole shopping Saturday was ruined thanks to that good for nothing bomb blast.
And my Sunday morning swept me off my feet and as I was discharged from the hospital only to be captured by the questioning media in the hall way who just pounced at me as if I was their legitimate prey.
But thankfully, the chairman saved me and escorted me back to my apartment. I was met with all the in-laws who were seemingly very worried for me. even my school g**g was there to see to my recovery.
Though I appreciated their center of attention, but I had my own plans for the day.
The Chairman appointed Arnold, one of his own personal bodyguards as my own. And he didn't approve of my going anywhere without Arnold.
Sure, by looking at him –in his suit and shades and his big buff form, anybody could tell
