Later that night, Alkali suddenly became desperate, “there is no way I am going to let Biola Kila take my job away from me” he thought to himself; how was he going to take care of his kids who were only five years old and what would become of the luxurious lifestyle that he and his family had become accustomed to?
He decided to go and see Biola. It was some minutes past midnight when he banged the door until Biola opened it, she was very glad that Mrs. Adamu had gone on a business trip. “What do you want?” Biola asked. The moment Alkali saw her he began to cry begging her to forgive him for his stupidity and lies.
Biola was surprised, she didn’t expect it from him neither did he even expect it from himself but he let himself slob, beg, kneel, and cry on her feet “get up!” she shouted “and stop crying like a baby… you see! You see! This is why I don’t get with married men because when I want to teach you a lesson your children get in my way” “Biola Kila, I promise… I would never do this again; I will face only my wife and children…I…”
“Shut up!” she yelled and he was quiet like a school boy who had just misbehaved on the playground. For the mercy she had on his children, she decided to make him an offer. She asked him to grant her a margin loan for two billion naira payable in two years. He agreed to her request and she promised to leave him alone.
She used the loan to buy shares in two companies, Nigerian breweries and Gemini Sugar. Within two months the share price tripled. She sold all her shares paid back her loan and kept the profit for herself. This is how Biola Kila became a billionaire at the age of 28.
“So, that’s what happened… after my last engagement ended something died in me” Biola summarized the last two years to Sis. Aloysius “I think I lost the ability to feel… to feel…” “To feel what?” Sis. Aloysius was afraid of the answer “to feel empathy nor sympathy” Biola concluded.
“Is that why you now call yourself Biola Kila? Because you believe that you have turned into a psychopath?” Biola looked at Sis. Aloysius with surprise “am I a psychopath?” Sis. Aloysius didn’t believe that Biola was a psychopath but something about her sweet girl wasn’t right anymore “No… no Biola Kila… you are not a psychopath” she answered. If only she truly knew what Biola had become, if only she knew what Biola was capable of… what Biola had become. She was not Biola Adeyemi anymore; she was a different person… Biola Kila.
Biola flew in that morning and she was happy to see Sis. Aloysius; the woman who was always there for her no matter what “but why didn’t you marry him?” Sis. Aloysius asked for the second time unable to comprehend the reason why Biola refused to marry Seyi “he seems like a very good man or is it because he is in his fifties?” “he is a very nice man and no… it is not about his age” Biola responded.
They sat under a mango tree close to a very sandy area Biola used to play in when she was younger “I’m very glad you came” Sis. Aloysius held Biola’s hand very tight; it was all she could do at that moment. She sensed that Biola had been through a lot and all she could do for her was pray and be there when she needed her, even though she wasn’t happy that Biola didn’t visit for two years.
She was grateful that she came at all “but I can’t forget him… I don’t know why, it’s like our souls are inter twined in some way … I don’t understand it” Biola said of Seyi “let me see his picture” Sis Aloysius demanded softly and when she saw Seyi’s picture her lungs stopped processing oxygen properly.
“What did you say his name is again?” she asked collecting the phone from Biola’s hand “Seyi” “no his full name” “Seyi Francis Adeyemi” “Francis!!” Sis Aloysius whispered desperately. It was Francis… it was Francis the love of her life… the one she married … it was Francis the one whom she bore a child for… the one she was in an accident with and was presumed dead…Biola’s Father. Biola’s Biological father.