I DIDN'T WISH HIM WELL Pt 2

My brother came home with 2 very expensive cars and a very pretty lady. She was his fiance and with her kind of beauty only a rich man could marry her. Anyways it was just so obvious that my brother had become successful and that made me very envious.

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 I don't know what was really wrong with me but I know I had this terrible bitterness and anger towards my brother and on seeing that he had become successful I was full of envy. Because of my pride and also because of the way I had ignored him in the past years I didn't bring myself low to dine with him. In short, I avoided him and always flaunted my achievement at the slightest opportunity I had. To me, he was as go as a no body. In my opinion, any one could lose his job and once that happens the person  is finish because a wealth built from a job is no wealth but just ordinary savings.

After, some good number of years, things began to go from bad to worse.  I had to sell all I had  and then moved permanently to the house I had in the village.  My business crashed and after settling some debts I found myself zero level. I was as empty as the d I had left for Lagos except for the house my wife and 2 kids.

What led to my business failure was the innate drive within me to always be more successful than my brother to prove to him that business was the best. So, in the bid to expand my business to bring more profits, I fell into the hands of fraudsters. I was seriously duped. I borrowed a  very huge sum of money from the bank and that was the reason I had to sell all I had.

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During the years I was in the village, my brother became more and more wealthy. I heard he was getting alot of promotions and salary upgrades at work. Maybe he felt he had arrived and had gotten so much money for him to build a very gigantic building here in the village.  The building was 6 times better than mine and it had all the modern facilities one could have.

After he completed the building he locked it and left without assisting me financially. He never even visited me all the while he was at the village to monitor the builders. So I became very furious and full of hatred towards him. Then I started to do charms to bring him down. I went from one witch doctor to another seeking for harms so that he would be sacked from work but the more I did charms, the more he excelled.

Then one  day the perfect idea crossed my mind.... CLICK HERE FOR PART 3

 

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