The "more suitable" woman was Adaora.
A model. Doctor. Philanthropist. Chef. And apparently descended from royalty.
Teni met her at the company charity auction, where Adaora donated a car. Teni had donated a plate of puff-puff.
"Oh my God," Adaora said with a dazzling smile. "You must be the temp wife!"
Teni forced a grin. "And you must be the auto-donating giraffe."
Adaora laughed. "How cute. I guess you're just keeping his bed warm?"
Teni's smile stretched. "And his heart. And his Wi-Fi password."
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