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Knighted Again – Ch.32 | KT OLLA

THE new lovebirds turned back to pick up their phones. And then the call came again on Vickie’s.

Vickie took up her phone and realized it wasn’t a call from her mum. She checked and it was the same number that’d called first.

The girl showed her boyfriend the unknown number. Then Nile looked at his watch to check time.

It was a quarter past ten. So Nile found it too late for a stranger call in.

Vickie read his eyes. ‘You know we don’t answer a caller that’s not saved on our contacts!’

She said that to put his heart at rest.

Nile nodded at her.

The girl yawned. ‘The caller should text if they’ve got something important!’

Now Vickie was turning round when she discovered she’d picked the call. She was alerted and quickly showed it to her man.

Nile assured her with a smile. He nodded she could answer.

The young smart lady knew what that meant. She placed the call to her ears and stayed silent.

She listened for the caller’s voice.

The voice on the other side was that of a young dude. Seeming to be in his mid 20’s.

Hello, Damsel! Did you get the bouquet I sent you?

The lady tied the knots then. So she knew what to answer.

‘You will need to tell me who’s calling first of all!’

Oh, it’s R-H. Call me R-H!

‘RH, right? That is... Rich Hard?’

Her boy was listening up and he’d picked what he needed to. His clever girlfriend had deliberately spilled the name.

Richard went on talking still.

Wow, you caught on so fast? How did you know? I guess you saw my interview?

Hello...? Are you still there?

Victoria wasn’t there anymore. She was standing behind Nile. So the voice Richard would be hearing now would be that of a fighter.

Yes, Vickie stepped back for Nile to fight on. She stayed behind him, laughing to herself.

Her man grabbed the phone.

‘Well, I’m right here, RH! Or what is your name again?

‘Come, I’ve wondered what guy calls a lady at this ungodly hour! 10pm must seem like talk hour to people like you!

‘Look, steer clear of this lady cos she’s mine!

‘Whether you’re RH or Rich Hard, this lady ain’t your girl or whatever you think in your head!

‘If you need safety caution, then let this one sink:

‘Stay off fire, Mr Rich Hard! You’ll burn more than your fingers!’

Vickie burst in a laugh that instant. Still Nile wasn’t done.

‘Then your partner... hm, hm...?’

He turned to his girl and asked it loud: ‘What’s her name again?’

Vickie laughed. ‘Dame or something!’

‘Yeah that Dame girl or whatever her name is! I’m sure you’ll pass this warning to her!

‘So don’t play with fire, you guys! That’s everything you need to know!’

He dropped the call on that.

Now the boy turned to the girl. ‘Nobody will trouble you!’ he said.

That night Sara’s daughter lost all her heart to this boy.

She felt so proud of him that she clung to him as they walked back.

‘What do I cook for you? You know you should eat before you leave.’

‘No not tonight,’ smiled Nile. ‘Make it some other time and I’ll stay to eat.’

Vickie leaned her small weight on Nile’s shoulder as the dude walked her back to her mother’s nest.

Nile left Victoria’s mum without saying a thing.

But Sara saw her girl’s eyes and knew everything.

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