“Order whatever you like, as the first son I am going to be a multimillionaire today.” I bragged to my friends.
I picked up my phone which rang, “Ojimadu, the lawyer is getting impatient” Mama thundered.
The atmosphere in the parlour was tense as the lawyer began to read the will on my arrival.
“The deceased will as stated, 75% of my wealth belongs to my first son Chukwuma and 25% should be donated to the poor, my wife should tell Ojimadu the dark behind his birth.”
I realized I murdered a man who was just my father by heart.


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