Wrong number Ep. 17
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Wrong number Ep. 17


By Toyin Rachael  Posted on 17th Aug 2018

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“What exactly happened?” I asked Mr Paul anxiously.

“My cousin said Daniel had some problems with the company he’s working with in the States. His employer doesn’t want him to resign. I heard he’s the brain behind the company, so a lawsuit had been filed against him.”

“Oh my God! Why are these white people like this... do they expect their employees to work under them for the rest of their lives?”

That’s what they do over there; they are ready to pay for your brain till it stops functioning. I even heard they tripled his salary but he insisted in leaving.”

“Do they have to file a lawsuit? That’s extreme for crying out loud.” I said.

“He’s been doing some running around, just to win the case. I think he purposely kept it away from us, especially you – he doesn’t want to keep you worried.”

“It is well. At least, we now know what to pray about. They will drop that lawsuit by God’s grace.”

“I believe he’ll scale through.”

“Amen! Thank you so much, Mr Paul.”

“You don’t have to thank me. Mr Daniel is my friend too.”

“I hope his absence won’t affect anything here?” I asked.

“Not at all. I’ve put things on hold till he comes back,” he replied.

"Okay."

We talked a little about me before we ended the call.

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***

Days turned to weeks, weeks turns to months and I still didn’t hear from him. Mr Paul had been very friendly throughout; he called and we hang out once in a while.

Then one faithful day, my phone rang. I checked the caller’s ID and guess who called!

“Daniel!” I almost screamed.

“Daniella, I’m sorry. I’ve wronged you. I’m very sorry for the silence all these while. Things were beyond my control.”

“I understand. I’m just happy to hear your voice once again.”

“Daniella, I starred at my phone every night before I go to bed, but I couldn’t bring myself together to call you.” He said, “Those people almost tore me apart, but God intervened. I won the lawsuit.”

“Thank God!“ I screamed. I was so happy.

“Yes! I won. Not only did I win, I was also compensated with a lot of cash, worth millions of dollars, including my entitlement.”

“I’m so happy, Daniel. Finally, I want to hear the full gist. What really happened? Didn’t you notify them that you’re leaving?”

“Of course I did. I submitted my resignation letter six month before I came to Nigeria.”

“Really? That’s enough notice. What exactly is their problem now?”

“The only problem they have is me leaving the company. You can’t believe I was framed up.”

“Are you for real?” I asked.

“I was told to pay some ridiculous amount of money if I wanted the law suit to be dropped.”

“Why are these white people like this? They are racist! I’m sure they can’t do this to a white man.”

“They think they can buy people over with money. They use your brain and expect you to work under them till your brain becomes inefficient.”

“I heard you are the brain behind the company.”

“I won’t dispute that fact and I’m been paid handsomely, but I just want to leave. It’s all over now; I’m a free man.”

“Congratulations once again,” I said.

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“Am I forgiven?” he asked.

“You didn’t offend me in any way. I shut people out too when I’m going through hard times, so I understand perfectly well.”

“Thanks for your understanding. I really miss talking to you.”

“Same here,” I said smiling.

“I’ll be coming back next month. I need to tidy up some things here first.”

“Alright, we'll be expecting you.”

“I promise to talk to you everyday till I return.”

“Okay...”

Everything went back to normal. Daniel is just too wonderful. Mr. Paul on the other hand kept checking on me.

With this new relationship between the three of us, I forgot everything about the past and looked forward to the future.

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