“If Felicia marries him, she is blessed.”
The same thugs who blocked the road moved aside.
By the time Daniel reached Felicia’s family compound, chaos was already there.
Kelvin had arrived with money and gifts, smiling like a man who thought the bride was already his. Felicia was being dragged out by relatives to marry him by force.
Then Daniel stepped through the gate.
“Felicia.”
She heard his voice, ran to him, and threw herself into his arms.
“You came,” she whispered. “I knew you would come.”
Daniel held her firmly. “I came because your mother called me and said you didn’t want to marry me.”
Felicia pulled back at once. “It was a lie. They blocked you. They broke my phone. They want to force me to marry Kelvin.”
The compound erupted with noise.
Then Jessica arrived, bringing the same video again, loudly calling Daniel a beggar and a failure.
Kelvin laughed. Mrs. Ademi shouted. Cynthia watched like it was a show.
Felicia lifted her chin and said before everyone, “I will marry Daniel.”
The crowd exploded.
Then Kelvin decided to show off. He read out a flashy bride price list full of cash, cars, an apartment, and luxury. The crowd praised him.
Mrs. Ademi smirked. “Now let us hear Daniel’s own list.”
Daniel read his calmly—simple livestock, food items, household supplies, and reasonable cash. It was a respectful traditional list, not a performance.
The crowd laughed.
Kelvin grinned. “Bring a real convoy, then maybe I’ll leave.”
One of Daniel’s quiet friends stepped forward. “Chairman, may I show them what we are capable of?”
Kelvin laughed harder.
Daniel only said, “Do it. But don’t scare the locals.”
A single phone call was made.
Minutes later, a massive convoy of luxury vehicles rolled into the compound. The ground seemed to shake. Guests rose to their feet in fear and awe.
Kelvin tried to recover. “It must be my father’s friend,” he said.
Then a powerful man stepped out and said, “We are here for Chairman Daniel’s wedding.”
Shock rippled through the crowd.
Another stepped out—Raymond Eza, one of the biggest names in the automobile world.
“I am only a follower compared to Chairman Daniel,” he said.
The whole compound froze.
Still, Mrs. Ademi, Anita, Jessica, and Cynthia refused to believe. They called it drama and rental cars. Kelvin, desperate, called Samson Umeh, an executive from Dreamchasing Group, to intimidate Felicia and prove Daniel was an imposter.
Samson arrived and tried to threaten Felicia publicly.
“I can fire you right here,” he said.
Felicia stood her ground. “Dreamchasing Group is known for fairness. The chairman is said to be upright. He would never support bullying.”
That was when Daniel stepped forward and said quietly, “How dare you fire her?”
Samson turned. “Who are you to question me?”
Daniel took a file from his assistant and held it up. Company seal. Identity confirmation. Authorization documents.
