"Listen to me," Obinna continued, stepping closer as if his presence alone would intimidate her. "Everything Father said will go as planned. You will not participate in any more events. And if you try to go against it... don't blame us if we take drastic measures to stop you."
His words hung in the air like a warning, thick with resentment. Then, with a huff, he turned and stormed off, the others following behind him like a parade of wounded egos.
Nnenna remained seated, unmoved. A smirk played on her lips.
"Since when did being better than them become a crime?"
Let them fume. Let them scheme.
If they thought they could silence her, they had no idea who they were dealing with.
"Take drastic measures to quell your quest for too much greatness?"
She almost laughed.
So now she was the villain? Just because she had put in the effort to rise above them?
