“I hope you didn’t go borrowing. I mean, I know our financial strength, and that money you spoke about is not yours. Where did you get it from, darling?”
Quande walked back into the sitting room and glared at her. “Here you go again. Question and question all the way. And I wonder when you’ll ever stop asking questions and learn to take instructions from me, huh! I’m tired of talking to a stiff-necked woman. I will see you when I come back.”
Gilly's words stopped him yet again. “I’m expecting a guest darling. She will be flying in a fortnight from today from Kaduna. And I felt you should be informed about this and—”
Quande spun around and shouted. “Tell her she is not welcome here. We have no place to lodge her. I am afraid you may need the services of a hotel and that will be fine. I will give you the money. But certainly, your guest cannot stay in my house!”
“May I ask, why not?” Her voice lowered in shock.
