"That red car of yours—yes, that was the one," Susan said expressively

"Wha….what?! How dare you? How can you even let him take that? Do you know how much that car was worth? Bernard bought me that car! Oh, fuck!" Natalie bemoaned.

"You dey craze. You are crazy. I told you how he collected everything from me now, and you did it as if you did not hear me. Now it is about your car; you want to die. How did I let him collect the car? Let him? I gladly handed the keys to him. That was how, Idiot! See, come and start going; you have overstayed your welcome,...