30 Days To Divorce By Daniel Iduh (Michael's POV - The Genesis) PART 1

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    Before I start this chapter, I want to use this oppurtunity to thank @strawberrycrush for the

captivating cover of this book. Special thanks also @storybook for the time you spent doing

yours. I really appreciate and I feel I am indebted to you guys. Plenty of hugs from Africa.     

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                                                     THE GENESIS

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    I know you must have known me by now. My name is Michael Benibo, I have remained one of P&P's most respected citizens. OH! I was, because I know I would never be again after they find out how terrible their finnest was.

   It all started some twenty years ago. I was still in high school or secondary school as it is

known over here. My father was a gate kepper in a commercial bank: The Crest Bank as

they are called. The bank has a policy of sponsoring the children of it's staff to school. And

this explains why I was privillaged to attend the same high school as the daughter of James

Osemeke Smith, the managing director of Crest Band. My family could never have afforded

the termly school fees at The Royal Midlands Academy. Even if my father had no other

expenses and he added up his ten years salary, it would have still not been able to pay for my

school fees for one session at The Royal Midlands Academy.

   I was easilly accepted to the students and the teachers at the school as one of their

own.................... an elite.............. After all, no one in his right thinking mind could have

guessed I was so rached that my family could not have afforded a 3-square meal per day. In

school, I was the son of yet another multi-millionaire, the son pof a group managing director of

an oil company or probably the son of the C.E.O of one advertising agency of a first class law

firm. I was a "king's son" and I was treated as one. But deep inside, I knew who I was and I

knew where I was comming from. Unfurtunately, Or maybe furtunately, I wasnt the only one

who knew about my family status. Some one else did................and she was a student!

     I was five years older than her but she was two years ahead of me in class..........Mary Osemeke Smith............, the only daughter of the famous James Osemeke Smith: Managing director, Crest Bank.

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