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SHE WAS LED ON BY HER MOTHER (PART 2)


Not only was Oruene sleeping with Mr. Benson who ensured she and her family lacked nothing. In return, her mother made sure his needs were met for them to continue enjoying the financial help he was rendering to the family. 

It became an eye-opener when she suddenly saw the gold mine in her daughter and was determined to take full advantage of it.

Suddenly she began arranging men who could pay well for her and because she had the full backing of her mother, Oruene became emboldened.

Not only was she sleeping with men her mother arranged for her, but she also began visiting the red light district to get customers of her own and was now making a huge amount of money which she gave to her mother to run the house and buy things for herself.

Unfortunately, the more Oruene grew in the trade, the more she disengaged from her family, taking advantage of the fact that no one could talk to her anymore, being the breadwinner. 

It was only a short time before she moved out of the house into a rented apartment in Lekki, paid for by one of her customers.

For almost six months, nobody in the house heard from her nor had she communicated with anyone until the day she came to pack her things out of the house.

 "Why are you deserting us at this point when we need you most?" Madam Peterson asked in frustration.

 "Malle, I think I have done enough for this family. I've been slaving for everyone since I was 10, it is time for me to live my own life." Oruene responded so disrespectfully, blasting her gum in front of her mother.

"Don't forget I was the one that taught you this job. All that you're enjoying now came from me. You should always remember that." Her mother responded in annoyance.

 "I've done more for this family than anyone of you. Use your other children for a change." She responded back irritably as she stormed out of the house with her luggage.

No one heard from Oruene for a very long time until that faithful day two policemen visited their house. 

"Where could we find the Petersons?" One of them who looked like a top Policeman asked a group of boys that were playing football in front of their house as they pointed absent-mindedly at the woman who was spreading washed clothes outside the home, eager to be left alone.

 "Good afternoon, ma'am." The two policemen greeted Oruene's mother in unison as they approached their house.

 "Good afternoon officer, how can I help you?" She asked suspiciously.

 "Please we are looking for the parents of  one Oruene Peterson?" They asked authoritatively.

 " I'm her mother." She said apprehensively, fearing the worst.

 "In that case, we would require you to come to the station to identify her body. Some of our men found her dead in a clinic this morning." The policeman said unemotionally as if it was a piece of everyday news as the woman suddenly slumped on the floor.

What a tragedy! Who do we blame here? Oruene who did everything her mother said even when she knew they were wrong or her mother?

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