"Mummy! Mummy !" a young lady called Samara, running down the stairs with a lot of smiles on her face.
Samara was having a seat closer to the mirror, examining her look.
"Can you believe this!!", she sounded very excited hugging her mother Samara from behind, kissing her on the hair.
"When will you stop doing this, Emilia". She said trying to know what was so important about this day with her daughter.
"Yes, I know. but you are the best mom ever", she screams having a seat beside her, smiling joyfully at her.
"Someone just registered for my class, mom," she smiles very excitedly.
"Who's she?" Samara asked. I hope she's cute like you my pretty angel, she patted Emilia's shoulder
"Who's she?!", She sounded confused."No mom, he's a guy and not a lady"?
"What will a guy use your training class for?" Samara asks her surprisingly. Knowing fully that nothing a guy will use a female training for.
"He said, he wants to represent an absent female friend in a model show, that sounds crazy but good mom".
"Yes, he's such a good friend. But be careful of him", Samara said glancing at the mirror for one second.
"But why mom?", She asks sounding crazy.
"You might end up falling in love with him Emilia, sometimes he might not come for the class but something else just be careful of him".
"Okay mom, a word is enough for a wise. Mum one last word before I leave, how is dad?" She asked sounding sad
Samara did not answer her daughter. How could she answer what she knows nothing about in her life, the last time she saw Philip was when he was sentenced to 50 years in imprisonment for the crime he was never responsible for in his life.
She wishes her daughter Emilia would just understand and pray that her father should be in a safer place in the prison, till when they finally get their justice back home.
She was shedding tears, her daughter Emilia was very uncomfortable seeing her mother crying. She hugs her again and wipes off her tears with the back of her hand.
"I'm okay, Emilia".
"Your dad is very safe. One day we will get to meet him again like we always expected it to be in the feature", she releases her daughter
"Just take care of yourself there Emilia", she said kissing her on the forehead.
**
Emilia is the only Daughter of Mr/Mrs Philip, she was not really in the country when her father was sentenced to life imprisonment. but she knows that her father is in the prison.
Sometime in her life, she persuades her mother Samara, to let her visit her father in the prison - what's the need - it will only add more salt to their wound. So her mother always rejects to offer her such an opportunity but promised to get her father back by every possible means.
She runs a cosmetics shop, and a modelling class for beginners, she always believes that her father will be back home one day and congratulate her for growing up very fast but he never returned.
**
"Mom I'm leaving now take care of yourself and stay safe", she said picking up her handbag and walked out of the door.
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              FLOURISH HOTEL
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Mr ugly was moving left and right in the room Crossing his back, checking his wristwatch, the room was brightened this time with a white bulb, he languid to the table picking his phone glancing at it, then putting it back.
Shaking his head, he walked to the wall, there was a photo of samara placed on it, he stood there staring at it. If "I don't have you, then nobody will". He scorned; rolling his finger on the photo frame.
"I'm very sorry, Philip. You just suffer because he chose to be with my Samara, yes you deserve to suffer, for keeping my love away from me". He pulled out the photo and smash it on the floor.
Using his shoes to make sure it's properly crushed to pieces on the floor, "this how I will destroy  anybody that will try to keep you like Philip"
Someone was knocking on the door. But he was carried away the feeling of samara in his seethe heart
The knock came again, he stop, listening if it was on his door,
"Who's there?" He angrily stomps farther to the door
"Sir.. sir", the voice from another end maunder
"Sir he's here".
"Tell him I will be visiting him very soon", he
turn around peering for where he left his cellphone. He stop slightly remembering he left it on the table.
He packed everything he needed and walk out of the room, bolding the door before he leave.
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A young man was having a seat focusing on the TV screen, listening to the news before Mr ugly amble in, he stood and give him a handshake before having a seat again on his chair.
"I got your invitation later, Jack Ugly, I hope nothing is wrong these days". Cause the last time we make business everything did not end well. He brought out his cellphone scrolling through the screen.
"Yes I know everything did not end well, Bugati; because you did not stick to my plan as I told you", Jack Ugly tries to let him see the point why their first businesses fail
Who didn't follow the plan? you!! or I? he snarled pointed his finger to Jack ugly then direct it back to itself
"You know you are always thinking about yourself, so this time the business is fifty-fifty deal or no deal?" He dropped his cellphone Crossing his legs
Jack ugly hates Bugati obnoxious behaviour, but what could he do when all he needed now is just business with him.
"I agree with you, thank you for your point, but just hear what I have for you today", he muddle his word
"Very lucky I win today's argument", they both laugh out exchanging a warming hug before having a seat
"A liquor was served on the table, So what's today's business, Ugly?" He said sipping part of his liquor.
"I need, a few packages of white powder in my storage, I hope you can understand my language clearly?" Jack Ugly ugly chortled.
"Yes, cocáin. What will be my reward if I get you the cocáin".
"Then I will make you have the guy that wins the trophy you need the most. Should I say Harry Kel or money", he said with his mouth wide open
Bugati was left dumbfounded, he gape at Ugly.
Seriously this is a coincidence to him, money is important to him. Harry is also valuable.
One of these two must be more valuable to him than the other.
Harry was Bugati's childhood best friend. The successful keep the relationship till their high school.
Both end up running a partnership business that was modelling and entertainment industry but Harry decided to leave his side when he found out that he was a drug dealer; running a lot of drugs and other illegal businesses.
Harry was nominated for the same award category as Bugati in the entertainment industry, at the end, Harry goes home with the award.
Harry did not end there, he was the one responsible for the failure of the last business between Ugly and Bugati.
He informed the police about their plan. that was how the plan was destroyed. But  Bugati blamed  Ugly his friend.
You know what I would like to go home with, don't you, Ugly? He asked waiting for one out of the two options.
"Yes my friend, I know you need Harry Kel and that will be your reward Ugly". He smiles lifting his glass for a toss.
Bugati lifted his glass too.
"Cheer"!! The chorus, tossing the glass in the air and gulping down the liquor.
They both have a handshake, after the handshake Bugati left happily expecting to have Harry Kel when he returns with the cocáine.
Yes, he could make a lot of money when gets hold of Harry, he would demand a ransom from his family and company, that alone could pay him more than what Ugly would pay him for the cocaine.
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               PRISON YARD
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Justin was jotting down what Philp was telling him, he would have recorded them - phone was restricted from the prison yard.
"The police open my car boot, there was about 4 pack of cocáine in my boot, it was kept beside my travelling box", Philip's tears were dropping on the steel table.
"I try explaining to them that the drug does not belong to me. the pinned me to the car and handcuffs me immediately taking me to the station with my car as a piece of strong evidence", he wipe off his sweat focusing on Justin.
"Then why is your wife saying that Harry Kel is the last witness that can safe you from this place"
"Harry!!" He screamed. "He's s just one of my friend but I don't know if he knows anything about this".
"Did you think of anybody to add the drugs to your car boot, without your permission, Mr Philip?" Justin ask.
"I'm not suggesting anybody for that, Justine. I believe someone to put it in there just to endanger my life".
"Wow that's a great suggestion did you offend anybody, Mr Philip?'
"Time up!! Time!!" The timekeeper uttered, alarming the bell
The door was pushed open and Mr Philip was dragged out of the room by the men in uniform returning him to the working arena.