She Was Forced To Marry A Poor Village Farmer Unaware He Is The Richest Man Alive

He nodded. “I have decided. You will marry into the Bello family. Kemi will marry Grace Eze’s son in the village.”

Chika blinked.

Not because wealth excited her. Not because the Bello name dazzled her. But because she knew her sister, and she knew exactly how that decision would land. Kemi would never accept being sent to a village while Chika entered a richer home. Never.

Before Chika could speak, the bedroom door pushed open without a knock.

Kemi entered like she always did, with beauty first and courtesy last.

“Why was Chika called alone?” she asked.

Mr. Obiora exhaled. “You came at the right time. I was just explaining the marriage plans.”

Kemi folded her arms. “What plans?”

“The Bello family will take Chika. You will marry the village man.”

For one second, absolute silence.

Then Kemi laughed.

Not because she found it funny, but because shock often wears laughter before anger takes over.

“You must be joking.”