How a Firewood Girl Captured the Heart of a Prince Who Came Home to Marry Another Woman

works in my house.”

“She is still a person.”

Chief Obina, Madame Chiamaka, and two servants had now turned toward the garden. The praise singers stopped murmuring near the entrance.

The air tightened.

Adana gave a short laugh, but her eyes burned.

“My prince, you are defending a maid against me?”

Ibuka looked at Ephoma, then back at Adana.

“I am defending continue reading …