Billionaire Gabriel was the only son of Chief Amzandu and had lived abroad since the age of twenty. After the death of his father, Gabriel returned home to take over the family business. His mother, Gloria, was a classy and beautiful woman, yet very humble and caring. She employed three maids in her large mansion: Erica, Georgina, and Joy.
The three women had been working for her long before her son returned to the country, and each of them was always looking for a way to get Gabriel’s attention, but he never seemed interested in any of them. Erica believed she was more beautiful than the others and was always doing everything she could to catch his eye.
Whenever Gabriel was working, she would walk in gracefully with a tray of coffee.
“Sir, I brought you a cup of coffee,” she would say, adjusting her posture slightly, her eyes lingering on him.
Gabriel, always composed, would offer a polite smile.
“Thank you, Erica.”
Nothing more.
Later, Erica would scoff, folding her arms as she looked at the others.
“You girls are just wasting your time trying to get his attention,” she said with a slight smirk. “You, Joy, are you even educated enough to marry a man of such caliber?” she added, raising a brow. “And you, Georgina,” she continued, her tone dripping with mockery, “always running your mouth and praying loudly so he will hear you. Do you think a man like that is afraid of demons?”
She let out a short laugh.
“A man whose father already fought demons for him.”
She placed a hand on her chest confidently.
“I am the only one in this house who is qualified to be his woman, and I will definitely become that.”
Joy hissed softly, shaking her head.
“Erica, until then we are all just playing our cards,” she replied calmly, though her eyes held quiet determination. “And me, I know what to do.”
Unlike the others, Joy focused her attention on Gabriel’s mother. One afternoon, she approached Gloria with a tray, her movements gentle and respectful.
“Madam, I made fresh juice for you today,” she said with a warm smile.
Gloria’s face lit up instantly.
“Ah, Joy, Joy, you are always taking care of me,” she said fondly.
Joy smiled outwardly, lowering her gaze in humility. But in her heart, her thoughts whispered something else.
Madam, you know I like you.
Then under her breath, barely audible, she murmured, “Please, tell your son about me.”
Georgina, on her own part, would position herself close to Gabriel’s door, listening intently for his footsteps. The moment she heard him approaching, she would quickly run to the living room, shut her eyes tightly, and begin shouting at the top of her voice,
“I cover my boss with the blood of Jesus! No harm shall come to my oga!”
She would raise her hands dramatically, her voice echoing through the house.
“Every evil spirit trying to spoil his business will not succeed!”
Gabriel would always smile faintly as he walked past her without stopping. The moment he disappeared from sight, Georgina would hiss, folding her arms with a slight frown.
“I know one day you will notice me,” she muttered under her breath. “My oga, you must fall in love with me. Our names even match. Georgina and Gabriel.”
She giggled softly to herself.
“Georgina baby weds Gabby baby.”
Behind her, Erica would burst into laughter, unable to hold it in.
“Not only Georgina baby,” she mocked, shaking her head. “See, oga has standards, and I can tell you, you are not even close at all.”
Despite the rivalry, they all seemed oddly content with their competition. No one was truly outshining the others until one morning, Fiona walked through the door.
She was so strikingly beautiful that Erica, Georgina, and Joy could not take their eyes off her.
As Mama Gabriel stood before them, she introduced her calmly.
“This is our new help. Her name is Fiona.”
Fiona smiled politely at them, her expression soft and composed.
“Joy, please show her around,” Mama Gabriel continued. “I have already assigned her to handle the laundry.”
Once Mama Gabriel left, Erica stepped forward, her posture stiff with authority.
“My name is Erica,” she said, lifting her chin slightly. “I am the head in this house.”
She paused, letting her words sink in.
“And here, everybody respects hierarchy.”
Fiona nodded with a small smile.
“No problem.”
Erica leaned closer, her tone sharpening.
“You must not put your eyes where they do not belong. If you don’t understand, ask questions.”
Fiona maintained her calm smile.
“No problem.”
She was given her own room. Fiona could sense the tension and anxiety in the air, but she knew she was not a threat to them. She was simply grateful that Mama Gabriel had taken pity on her, picked her up from the streets, and brought her into her home. She made a quiet promise to herself that she would do everything possible to ensure she was not sent away.
She remained diligent, focused on her duties, and avoided unnecessary interactions with the others.
But one morning, as Fiona walked into the main building after Mama Gabriel sent for her, she suddenly ran into Gabriel.
He paused.
For a brief moment, he was taken aback by her beauty. His eyes lingered on her, studying her face.
“Who are you?” he asked.
Fiona smiled brightly, her voice soft and gentle as she responded, instantly capturing his attention.
“I am the new help,” she said.
Gabriel nodded slowly, still looking at her.
“Okay. I hope I’ll be seeing you around.”
Fiona smiled again.
“Yes, sir.”
Gabriel returned the smile before walking away.
From a corner nearby, Erica, Georgina, and Joy stood watching the entire scene. Joy’s brows furrowed, her lips tightening.
“What is she doing? Was she trying to seduce the boss?” she asked, glancing at the others.
Erica’s eyes burned with anger and jealousy. Oga Gabriel had never stopped to talk to any of them, but here he was, already smiling at this strange girl. Her jaw clenched as she stared in Fiona’s direction.
“I know this girl will be trouble,” she muttered to herself.
The next day, Fiona walked into the house carrying clean laundry in her hands. Erica immediately stepped in front of her, stopping her in her tracks.
“Where are you going?” she asked, folding her arms.
“I came to keep oga’s laundry,” Fiona replied calmly.
Without hesitation, Erica snatched the clothes from her hands.
“I will take it from here,” she said firmly.
Moments later, when Gabriel walked in, Erica was already making his bed, carefully arranging the sheets as if she had done everything herself. She turned with a wide smile.
“Good morning, sir.”
Gabriel only gave a slight nod in response.
A few minutes later, Erica stepped out of the room, her smile fading instantly.
He did not smile at her. He did not speak to her the way he had spoken to Fiona.
The realization stung deeply, and anger began to rise inside her. In her mind, Erica had already claimed her place. Gabriel was only permitted to look at her, no one else. But this new girl—she was trying to reap where she had not sown, and Erica would never allow that.
That night, Fiona quietly stepped out to get some water. As she entered the kitchen, she froze slightly. Gabriel was already there.
“Good evening, sir,” she greeted softly, then turned to leave.
“Come on in,” Gabriel said gently.
Fiona hesitated, offering a small smile.
“I will come back, sir.”
“No, Fiona, it’s fine. You can come in,” he insisted.
She nodded.
“Thank you, sir.”
She quickly took a glass of water, her movements hurried, and was about to leave when Gabriel called her again.
“Fiona, I don’t bite,” he said with a faint smile. “Stay a few moments with me.”
She paused, then slowly turned back. Soon they were both standing there, talking calmly—her voice soft, his tone unusually relaxed.
From a distance, Erica stepped out and saw them together. Her heart tightened instantly, her eyes darkening with anger.
Who is this girl that wants to take what is mine? she thought bitterly. How can she just come in and take all the attention I have been managing to keep to myself?
Her jaw clenched.
Erica would not allow it.
That girl had to leave this house.
The next morning, Mama Gabriel came downstairs looking disturbed. She called out to all the girls.
“I am looking for my diamond necklace. I can’t find it.”
Joy cleared her throat before speaking, her voice careful but pointed.
“Madam, Fiona was the last person who entered your room this morning.”
Mama Gabriel’s expression changed immediately.
“Where is she?” she asked.
“She is still doing laundry,” Georgina replied.
“Get her for me,” Mama Gabriel instructed.
Moments later, Fiona appeared, slightly breathless.
“Ma, you sent for me?” she asked respectfully.
“I am looking for my diamond necklace, and I heard you were the last person in my room.”
Fiona’s eyes widened in shock.
“Me? No, Ma. I have never stolen anything in my life,” she said, her voice trembling.
Erica stepped forward quickly.
“Madam, I don’t trust this girl. We need to search her room.”
Joy added, “To be fair, we should search everyone’s room.”
Mama Gabriel nodded.
“All right, search all the rooms.”
They began the search.
Moments later, the necklace was found in Fiona’s room.
The air went still.
Fiona’s legs gave way, and she fell to the ground, shaking her head in disbelief.
“Madam, I swear on my mother’s grave, I didn’t take anything,” she cried, tears streaming down her face.
For some reason, Mama Gabriel hesitated. There was doubt in her eyes. Something about Fiona’s desperation felt real, but discipline had to be maintained.
“You are no longer allowed in the main building,” she said firmly. “You will stay in the boys’ quarters. Understood?”
Fiona lowered her head slowly and nodded, her shoulders trembling.
Erica frowned slightly. That was not what she wanted. She had wanted Fiona thrown out completely. But for now, this would do. At least they thought she would no longer be seeing Gabriel.
But little did they know, something strong had already begun to form between them.
That day, Gabriel walked to the boys’ quarters.
“I heard what happened,” he said as he approached.
Fiona panicked immediately, her eyes widening.
“Sir, I honestly did not take it.”
“I believe you,” he replied calmly. “I just came to find out how you are coping.”
Fiona let out a small breath and smiled faintly.
“I am fine, sir.”
Not far from them, Erica, Georgina, and Joy stood watching, their faces tight with anger.
“We can no longer allow this to continue,” Erica muttered under her breath. “If we do, this girl will take this man from us.”
Joy nodded slightly.
“It is better one of us marries Oga Gabriel than for this riffraff from nowhere to have him.”
That afternoon, the three of them dressed up neatly and went to Fiona’s door. They knocked.
Fiona opened the door, surprise flickering across her face. It was the first time they had ever come to her.
“Hi, Fiona,” Erica said with an unusually warm smile. “Today is my birthday,” she continued, her tone light, “and I want you all to hang out with me.”
Fiona’s face brightened instantly.
“Oh, happy birthday. Okay, give me a second.”
She hurried inside, genuinely happy that she might finally get along with them.
Soon, they were on their way. They entered a taxi that took them toward the lower part of the city. As the journey stretched on, Fiona began to feel uneasy.
“Where are we going?” she asked softly.
Erica smiled without looking at her.
“We are going to visit my uncle. I haven’t seen him in a while. I want his blessings.”
Fiona did not suspect anything. She simply nodded and followed along.
Eventually, the taxi stopped near a quiet bush along the road. The driver was told to wait. They stepped down and began walking into the bush. Georgina and Joy remained unusually quiet while Erica led the way.
After walking deep into the bush with no sign of any house, Fiona slowed down, confusion written all over her face.
“Your uncle’s house is so far,” she said.
“No, it’s not. We are almost there,” Erica replied.
Suddenly, they stopped.
Then, without warning, they turned and surrounded her.
“What did you do to Oga Gabriel?” Georgina demanded.
Erica and Joy stared at her coldly, their eyes hard.
Fiona’s brows furrowed.
“I don’t understand. What are you talking about?”
“Shut up,” Joy snapped. “Before you came, we did everything possible to get his attention, but he never looked at any of us. And then you came from nowhere,” she continued bitterly, “like a bad wind, and influenced him. Even the little attention he used to give us, he stopped completely.”
Erica stepped forward, her eyes blazing with fury.
“This is the end of the road for you,” she said coldly. “You cannot just come from nowhere and take what we have worked hard for.”
Before Fiona could react, they pounced on her.
They beat her mercilessly.
She struggled at first, crying out, but soon her strength gave way. Her body went limp, and she lay there motionless.
Without another glance, they left her there and ran off.
“No one will find her here,” Erica said as they hurried away. “Wild animals will take care of the rest.”
When they returned, Mama Gabriel called out to them.
“Where is Fiona? I have not seen her since I came back.”
Joy sighed, pretending concern.
“Madam, she left.”
“Left?” Mama Gabriel repeated, confused. “To where? She has no one.”
“She said her family had been calling her,” Georgina added quickly. “She packed her things and left.”
Mama Gabriel frowned, still trying to process it.
Fiona had told her she was an orphan. Where could she possibly have gone?
When Gabriel heard that Fiona had left, confusion and unease filled his heart.
Where did she go? he asked himself repeatedly.
He had started to fall in love with her. She was kind, humble, and there was something about her that calmed him. Her presence alone was soothing.
Where could she have gone?
Weeks passed, and no one heard anything about Fiona. Erica returned to her usual behavior. Everyone went back to their old ways of trying to get Oga Gabriel’s attention, but it was all in vain.
Gabriel, on the other hand, mourned silently as though he had lost something precious, as if his world had been turned upside down.
Then one day, karma came.
Fiona walked back into the house.
Erica, Joy, and Georgina froze, staring at her in shock.
An old hunter had found her that day in the bush and taken her home. For months, Fiona had been unconscious, but he never gave up on her.
Mama Gabriel was beyond shocked.
When Gabriel heard and rushed in, his heart pounded heavily. The moment he saw her, his eyes filled with emotion as he pulled her into his arms. His love—the woman who had made his heart come alive again.
As he held her, his expression hardened. His eyes turned red with anger as he faced the others.
“I will deal with all of you ruthlessly,” he threatened.
They fell to their knees immediately, trembling and crying.
Mama Gabriel said in a shocked tone, “Dear, they are not deserving of your time. Please let them take their wicked hearts out of our home.”
And just like that, Erica, Joy, and Georgina were relieved of their duties.
A few weeks later, Fiona and Gabriel got married.
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