Chapter 63

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Prince Ire came downstairs all dressed up ready to go out. After he left his Dad's palace, he took his cousins out and they all bought everything they wanted. They had fun, took pictures and enjoyed the cousins hangout together. Of course, some blogger took it up. The royal hangout. Emphasizing on everything that was ordered on the long table they requested for. People heavily commented on how their table was totally filled up, looking extremely busy. 








Prince Ire passed the girls that were gisting and laughing at one another, going straight down to his kitchen. "What's this?" Prince Ire smiled at who he met in his kitchen. "Desewa what are you cooking all dressed up like a masquerade?"









Desewa laughed. "You will dress up like a masquerade Ire." She adjusted the face mask she had on. "I want to cook dinner. You know I don't like the smell of fish but those chickens all voted for fish. And Ire, you have AC in every corner of this house. Rich man I'm so cold." Desewa laughed, intentionally shaking her heavy breasts more. "I'm shakingggggg....." She dragged, changing very quickly to her British accent.









Prince Ire moved closer to his fridge and dragged a bottle of water out, closing it back immediately. "Continue shaking there. All these is just unnecessary hard work. You and I know you can't cook. Is better you leave it to my workers."









"I hate you emotionally right now. I hate you, I hate you!" Desewa eyed Prince Ire playfully. "I'm learning okay. You should encourage me. My baby is kuku a chef and he's teaching me." She switched to her Naija way of speaking, laughing at how Prince Ire rushed to one of his pots that was about to fall. Desewa made fun of him. "Pele bro." Her laughter increased filling up the whole kitchen with it. She finally stopped and stared at Prince Ire. "That reminds me, I was going to give you a nice compliment for how you furnished this place. Sincerely, I want to be like you. I want to stop worrying about shoes and clothes. People should just come to my house and faint three times before getting their memory back. The gossip will loud." 









Prince Ire laughed squeezing the empty bottle in his hand. What made Desewa different from the rest of his cousins was because she was very good at expressing herself. She was never the shy type and would always tell you her mind. She had this crazy and very exciting vibe. Except that, Desewa was that kind of girl with strong and tough personalty. She had a very strong wall built around her that everyone who had met her on a first day saw her as a snub with a very proud look, but getting to know her, they realized she was the total opposite. Extremely nice, supportive and playful with a very fun personality.   










Desewa held the pot that seemed really precious to Prince Ire. Having a proper look at the pot, she noticed it was an imported pot her fiance told her he was planning to get. She wondered why Ire had gotten such pot when he wasn't a chef whose work requires perfection. "Whao! Ire can you imagine I'm just seeing this pot well. This is copper XL pan sold for almost thirty five thousand naira." Desewa stared at her cousin not so surprised, but wondered how Prince Ire suddenly changed that he now preferred spending on things that doesn't matter when she knew how trending her cousin was before when it comes to fashion.  










Desewa could recollect how Prince Ire spent so much on looking good but now, he doesn't spend much on material things except his car, wristwatches, bracelets and appliances. They were aware of the fact that he doesn't joke with those things from the start. He loved to have things that will give him peace of mind. Desewa dropped the two pots on the two face gas cooker before her switching it on. "But Ire are you okay? Thirty five thousand pot? I sha have plans for you." She said that quietly, but looking up at Prince Ire, she laughed seeing the aproko look he gave her. She looked away before talking. "Abeg I no get shame. My great grandfather died with it so I go still beg. You are still taking me to shopping," she said and laughed. 








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