"Those are the kind of push you need. I know that if it wasn't for them, you won't have made that decision. So I owe Fareed his favorite orange cake then." Mrs. Jolaoluwa said and Demilade smiled.

"He would really love it."

"I will send it tomorrow."

"Okay. Don't forget to add mine."

Mrs. Jolaoluwa chuckled and she nodded. "Of course. I should add Dayo and Chioma... Uche, you secretary."

"They will definitely love it," Demilade said confidently without looking up from his food. "How id Bayo? It's been a while since I spoke with him. I should call him later. I hope I don't forget."

"He still asked of you just yesterday. I told him I will be coming over today."

"I've missed that cheerful spirit of his. I will try calling him."

"Okay." They ate in silence for a while until Demilade asked. "Mom, how did you meet Mr. William, and when?"

She poured herself some drinking water into a glass cup and drank some of its content while Demilade waited patiently for her response. Then she finally answered her son's question.

"I know you've been waiting to ask that since the moment you saw the both of us."

"You can't blame me. I'm a bit curious." He said shrugging.

"Well, I met him a few months back. He came over to my shop with his daughters to buy clothes."

"His daughters are in the country?"

He knew that Mr. Williams's daughters were based abroad. And he has never seen them.

"They returned to Canada about three weeks ago after their grandma's funeral." She answered him and he nodded. "They came to pick a cloth for the funeral. I helped him that day in convincing the girls what's best to wear for a Nigeria funeral. We've been friends since then."

Demilade nodded. "Really?"

The woman looked up at her son and smiled. "Why? You don't like him."

"I didn't say so, Mom. With the few things, I know about him, his records are clean. He seems good."

Mr. Williams is not a client of his nor has he worked with him. But he had known him through Charles's father. They meet at parties a few times and they made a few conversations. The only thing he knows about him was that he was a medical practitioner and he has an organization for donations and treatment of breast cancer both home and abroad since his wife died from one.

He also knew that he has two children which were ladies. His wife was late. She had died from breast cancer after giving birth to their last child and he has not remarried since then. He spends most of his time in Canada with his children where he is a professor and a doctor.

Aside from that, he doesn't really know him. He knows nothing else about him.

He told his mother the few things he knows about Mr. Williams.

"But aside from all that, I don't know much about him. I have only spoken with him a few times. So I don't know."

"That much I already know from him but don't worry dear, he isn't a bad person. He is nice, intelligent, and caring." She smiled as she cut a piece of yam on her plate. Demilade just stared at her. "He is really a good man. A good father too. I've only known him for a short while but it's like I have known him since forever. He makes me happy Demilade."

"Oh!" Demilade exclaimed involuntarily.

She smiled and continued. "I haven't felt that way in a very long time Ade. I feel like a teenager all of a sudden. He does make me happy. I thought that I would never find this kind of happiness again but not until I met Nelson. He is a good man. I am so blessed and glad to meet him."

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