As the head of the Sisterhood, Myla had her work cut out for her,she dictated the lifestyle of everyone around her, she was also the mother of two beautiful daughters in midschool and the CEO of a consulting firm,Myla was everything of an accomplished woman and had always had all she wanted but that changed since the death of Millicence.
Myla walked into her office complex in Area 2, ignoring the noise of the cars and trucks from the street below,she delved her hands into her bag searching for her mobile phone, the phone immediately vibrated as she grabbed it and pressed the receive button and held the phone to her ears,it was her husband,Justice Carthong,
'Myla, did you withdraw two thousand dollars from our account this morning,I told you I don't want you touching anything that belongs to me from now on pending the time the divorce is complete,'
Myla sucked in air to calm her growing temper,responding softly,she said,' Justice,I did no such thing,you may have ordered the withdrawal last night when you were out with that tiny weasel of a girl you call your secretary who is only interested in milking you out but you are just too blind to see beyond her body.'
'At least,she has what it takes to be called a woman,she is caring,submissive and generously endowed in all you lack and. I did not withdraw any such amount last night neither was I with her, where do you get your reports from' Mr Carthong ended the call suddenly.
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