Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 18

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Indigo (Shade of a golden heart) - Season 1 - Episode 18

‘There is no person like that. Can I ask you a question?’
‘Yes?’ She was ready to give him the answers that he needed.

‘Do you think what I am doing is wrong? I meant the rent. My sister thinks I should renovate for free.’ He had to share with Moremi, he wanted to know what she thought of his plan.
Moremi smiled and leaned closer to the table so she could have a better view of his seductive eyes.

‘Honey, if you were on the wrong track, I wouldn’t be in your office. Half a million is too small for what you plan for that place. Those peasants are undeserving of those rooms. Don’t make anyone trouble you, I am your lawyer and you are on the right track.’ She smiled.
‘Thanks,’ he was slightly relieved.

But that wasn’t all, he had to do something about the tenants uniting together against him.
‘How do we stop the tenants from doing something against this work?’ He asked.
‘You have no other option but to evict the old man I’ve just told you about. Mallam Hassan is the voice of the Low Cost Housing. I fired his clumsy granddaughter few days back, now I consider it, I did the right thing.’

Phillip was not comfortable with the idea of evicting the old man, but if this man was as powerful as Moremi made him out to be, then he was left with no other choice.

‘I will draft a quit notice and send it to him.’ This was a hard thing to do. But he quickly reminded himself that he was not a weakling like his father.
‘Call me once you have done that, I would deliver it in person to that silly old man.’ She offered.
‘Thanks.’ He was grateful for all her help.
She was not finished with her work as his lawyer, ‘Were you able to meet with the supplier?’ Moremi asked.
‘No, Barf didn’t show up.’ Phillip was startled, how had Moremi known about his supplier Barf? He didn’t remember telling her about the German.

‘Who else would be working with us? I need to know everyone involved in this, so I could advice them accordingly.’ She asked.
‘Um, my younger sister, she is my personal assistant and my uncle, Usman Hajjo, whom I will offer a contract once we begin.’ Phillip realized he had not spoken to his uncle about his plans yet. He couldn’t blame himself; his father was a difficult man and hated Uncle Usman, his only brother for no reason.

She was done with her work for the day. She loved that he always came to her for advice before taking any decision.
‘I must go now darling…’ she rose to her feet.
‘So soon?’ He arched a brow.
‘Yes. I have other matters to attend to.’ She moved to his side of the table.

She smelt of vanilla and roses, but her sweet scent no longer yielded any effect on him.
‘You are a very handsome man Phil, I don’t know why we couldn’t keep it together.’ She touched his chin lightly.
‘Some of us are not meant for love.’ He let her play with his face. Moremi had always loved stroking his face and he always allowed her.
‘But we can work something out Phil. I was not ready because I had my whole life ahead of me and so did you. We had to work hard and make a name for ourselves. Love had no place back then, but now? We should consider it darling, we are a good match. No other woman would ever love you and suit you, the way I do and you know this.’ She dropped a kiss on his forehead. She couldn’t hold back her love for Phillip anymore.
She had been greatly excited when he had called her two months back and asked if she was interested in working with him. She saw that as an opportunity to straighten things with him.

I don’t know Moremi, I hate to mix business with pleasure. We could never keep our hands off each other, and I don’t want that for us now. We have a huge task ahead of us, maybe we should focus on that.’

He couldn’t deny the fact that Moremi was an incredibly sexual appealing woman. She was ambitious and full of dreams just as himself.

But this was not the time for their flirtations. They had to crush the common enemies that would spring up from this project.

Besides, she no longer affected him the way she used to. His mind was occupied by the angelic face he had seen at the Coffee shop.
‘Alright, I know you are a hardworking and honest man and I will respect that. But once this project is over, I would be back for us.’ She caressed his muscular chest before grabbing her briefcase.

He didn’t promise her a thing, ‘Till then, take care of yourself.’ He walked towards her and dipped a hand into his pocket, ‘Wait.’

Was he going to kiss her? She wondered, but managed to keep a straight face.
‘Have this for the stress of going to the Low Cost Housing.’ He offered her some money.
‘Aw, you are a very generous man.’ She collected the notes from him and asked, ‘How do I show my gratitude?’

Her eyes travelled from the crown of his head, downwards to his chest and settled on his crotch.
‘Have a beautiful day.’ He ignored her squalid words.

The minute Moremi had stepped out of his office, his phone rang, it was Mr. Barf, the German supplier.