The catfish soup in my mouth suddenly became tasteless when I heard what Kenzo had just revealed to me.
Idara was never the kind to ask for help, especially financial help. Yet she was asking Kenzo for help? The idea of asking anyone for anything was beneath her. She would likely scoff at the idea of doing so. Kenzo was a man she discarded like dirty dish water. He loved her immensely, but she made a fool out of him.
Was he telling the truth?
Did she really ask him for money?
This was absurd. The scenarios that popped in my head were not good. Why was she asking for money?
Was she being blackmailed?
Was it the wedding?
“Was she desperate, how much did she say she needed?” I asked, trying to sound indifferent.
“She didn’t say, but I don’t think the request was just about the money, it seemed like there was more to it, like a cry for help, or something, maybe I was reading too…
