SHE HUMILIATED A MAN BECAUSE HE DRESSED POORLY… UNTIL SHE SAW HIM ON TV

“Chibuike!” she called.

But the car didn’t stop.

It passed her without slowing down.

Without even looking at her.

Through the glass, she saw his face—cold, distant, unreadable. He parked, stepped out, and walked straight into the building.

Something broke inside her.

“What’s going on?” she whispered.

She turned and walked away slowly, her mind spinning.

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