"Mandela, what are you doing here? Get out!" Dickson yelled at Mandela after opening the door and saw her.
Mandela quickly knelt, pleading. "I'm sorry, honey! I've missed you. I'm sorry. I know that I've hurt you. I know that I've cheated you. It's not what you think. Please forgive me" she said, crying and wailing on his legs.
He glared down at her for some time and shrugged his legs away from her hands.
Hissing angrily, he mistakenly double-pressed the remote, and it banged the door close heavily while returning to his seat, but Mandela kept kneeling there, weeping heavily and pleading as she ignored the faces of people who passed there, staring down at her.
"Master, please don't you think we should give her a chance to say what she wanted to say? Don't you?" Alexander asked calmly after a while of silence, earning a glare from Dickson.
"What do you mean, uh? What does she even have to say?
She doesn't have anything to explain to me, okay? Let her get out" Dickson said angrily, breathing heavily as his heart beat faster.
" I know. I know, master. But don't you think she might have had her reason for having sex with another man instead of you?
Don't you think it might be important to know the reason she did that?" Alexander asked calmly, staring at his CEO.
Dickson contemplated and calculated his questions for a while, looking down.
After a while, he tilted his face in Alexander's direction and asked, saying. "And don't you also think she might have formed a lie to come and blurt them out here and pretend to be sorry? Don't you, uh?"
Alexander guessed his words for a while and shook his head."No. I don't think so," he said, curving his lips and shrugging his left shoulder.
"She better not lie, if not, you will bear the blame," Dickson said, pressing the remote and the door open. "Usher her in" he ordered
Alexander stood up and brought her into the office as she was sitting on the floor, wailing.
"What do you have to say, Mandela?" Dickson asked, looking away from her.
"I'm sorry, honey. I," she said but he cut her off.
"Hey, my friend, listen to me; if you wanna say anything here, stop using those pets and tease names on me, okay?
I'm no longer yours. I'm now a married man. So don't try to honey me, it won't work, okay?
Just go straight to the point why you cheated me because that's the only part I wanna hear," Dickson scowled at her with gritted teeth and looked away, giving her his side ear.
She stood there, staring at him with weak, swollen, wet eyes without a word. After a while, she looked down and shook her head, her eyes filled with regret as she let out a sigh of frustration.
"I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry that I cheated on you, it wasn't intentional. I was being forced to do it" she said, earning a glare from Dickson.
"Don't blurt out rubbish there or you leave. Who forced you?
Okay. Even if you were being forced, why didn't you call me, uh? Why?" He asked, trailing his gaze to Alexander.
" Have you seen what I told you? I knew that she would lie"
"No, it is not a lie." Mandela shook her head in disapproval. " I'm saying the truth. The guy was my best friend in school. His name is Henry.
We got separated after school and found our ways. But I just met him again and he asked me for my time so that we could sit down somewhere and have some fun since it had been long since we met.
Then, we fixed a day, which was the day that this incident happened, and I didn't even have in mind that such a thing would happen since he was my best friend.
He drugged my drink after we got there and started drinking before he took me into one of the hotel rooms and slept with me.
It took me a while to realize what he was doing, and when I realized it, I discovered that I had already released myself several times, which made me weary.
I couldn't resist him anymore. I couldn't fight him. I could only lie there, screaming his name in pain," she explained as tears kept running down from her eyes, causing Dickson to groan heavily in anger and cradle his teeth together.
"Shut up! Don't lie here. You were not screaming in pain; rather, it was in pleasure that you were screaming and moaning that guy's name.
You thought I didn't hear it before I barged in there? What the hell is wrong with you?
Why are you trying to lie here? Who the hell do you think you are talking to, uh?
Are you talking to a baby or what?" he yelled at her, getting closer to slap her but was held by his P.A
Mandela stood there quietly until he was calm before she defended herself again, saying, " I didn't scream in pleasure because of how he was thrusting himself into me. So it was painful"
"Shut up, shut up! If you repeat that rubbish there I will kill you. I mean, if you blurt out that nonsense again I will squeeze you till death," he yelled madly at her. Standing up and pointing his finger at her.
"Why didn't you inform me before you went there, uh? Didn't I call you that day?
It was after I ended the call with you that I saw the picture of you and the guy in that room, which was sent via WhatsApp message by an unknown number. They tagged the location under the picture.
Causing my head to almost explode, my heart shattered, my brain swelled with hurtful thought, and I couldn't help but to come there," Dickson explained.
"I'm sorry for everything. I didn't know; I would have called and informed you about it.
And secondly, since I didn't expect such a thing to happen due to who he was to me, I didn't bother to inform you because I thought there would be no danger. I'm sorry
I thought he was still my friend not knowing that he came under someone's influence to harm me.
I have learned my lesson, it won't happen again. I'm sorry, please forgive me and take me back,"
"What did you just say? Who came by influence to harm you?" Dickson asked.
"I just discovered that the whole thing was planned and my friend was paid to do what he did," Mandela answered, causing Dickson's head to heat up.
"What!? Shit! Is like someone is digging his or her grave. Who is that? Who planned that stupid plan to ruin my lovely relationship? Who does that? Who the hell is that person?" Dickson asked. His voice was louder than before as he became restless, pacing all over the place.