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Abisolina
Student @ Adekunle Ajasin University,Akungba Akoko Ondo State.Nigeria.
Lagos, Nigeria
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My Friendly Enemy Chp XII
<p><br/></p><p>Chapter Twelve: Brothers in Business</p><p><br/></p><p><br/></p><p>Four years passed like the wind. <span style="background-color: transparent;">The bond between our families grew stronger than either Andrew or I could have imagined.</span></p><p>What had started as a childhood friendship had blossomed into a relationship between two families who genuinely cared for one another. There wasn't a month that passed without us seeing each other. If Andrew wasn't in Abuja with his family, then Bukunmi, the girls and I were in Lagos visiting them.</p><p>Our wives had become close friends.</p><p>Bukunmi and Chinelo spoke almost every day, exchanging recipes, parenting tips, and even planning family vacations together.</p><p>Our children were no different.</p><p>Tolulope  and Toluwani adored Ethan, while Ethan treated the twins like his own little sisters. Whenever they met, the house became alive with laughter, games, and endless chatter.</p><p>Watching them always reminded me of Andrew and me when we were children.</p><p>Life had truly come full circle. <span style="background-color: transparent;">One Saturday evening, after our families had enjoyed dinner together, Andrew and I stepped onto the balcony overlooking my garden. The children were playing outside while our wives chatted in the living room.</span></p><p>Andrew leaned against the railing and took a deep breath.</p><p>"CEO..."</p><p>"Hmm?"</p><p>"I've been working on something for almost two years."</p><p>I smiled.</p><p>"Knowing you, it must involve land,and how to spend money."</p><p>He laughed.</p><p>"You know me too well."</p><p>Reaching into his leather briefcase, he brought out a thick file and handed it to me.</p><p>"I want you to look through this."</p><p>Curious, I opened it.</p><p>Inside were professionally prepared business proposals, architectural designs, market analyses, financial forecasts, and legal frameworks.</p><p>The proposal was for a premium real estate development company that would specialize in luxury estates, commercial complexes, smart cities, and industrial parks across Nigeria.</p><p>The more I read, the more impressed I became, I<span style="background-color: transparent;"> looked up.</span></p><p>"You prepared all this?"</p><p>Andrew nodded proudly.</p><p>"I've spent the last two years researching the market, meeting investors, studying government policies, and identifying strategic locations."</p><p>I continued flipping through the pages.</p><p>Everything was detailed, e<span style="background-color: transparent;">very projection,</span><span style="background-color: transparent;"> risk assessment,</span><span style="background-color: transparent;"> legal requirement.</span></p><p>Finally, I closed the file.</p><p>"This is brilliant."</p><p>A smile spread across Andrew's face.</p><p>"I knew you'd understand it."</p><p>"What exactly do you want from me?"</p><p>He became serious.</p><p>"I don't want outside investors."</p><p>I raised an eyebrow.</p><p>"I want us to build it together."</p><p>I smiled.</p><p>"You and me?"</p><p>He nodded.</p><p>"Like we promised when we were children."</p><p>For a brief moment, memories of the old mango tree flashed through my mind.</p><p>"I'll find you."</p><p>"We'll always be brothers."</p><p>Those words echoed in my heart.</p><p>"What would my role be?" I asked.</p><p>Andrew answered confidently.</p><p>"You'll finance the company."</p><p>"And you?"</p><p>"I'll manage the legal structure, oversee land acquisitions, negotiate with government agencies, handle regulatory compliance, and supervise the company's operations."</p><p>I leaned back in my chair.</p><p>"It sounds like you've already planned everything."</p><p>"I have."</p><p>There was a brief silence.</p><p>Then I smiled.</p><p>"I trust you, Andrew."</p><p>He looked at me.</p><p>"You do?"</p><p>I laughed softly.</p><p>"You're asking me that after everything we've been through?"</p><p>He lowered his head with a grateful smile.</p><p>"Thank you."</p><p>"I don't need to think twice."</p><p>"You don't?"</p><p>"No."</p><p>I stretched out my hand.</p><p>"Let's build something our children will be proud of."</p><p>Andrew shook my hand firmly.</p><p>"I won't let you down."</p><p>Within a month, our lawyers and financial advisers met in Abuja to prepare all the necessary documents.</p><p>Because I was providing virtually all the capital required for the company, the ownership structure was straightforward.</p><p>The agreement stated:</p><p><strong>Olaoshebikan</strong> <strong>Clement</strong> <strong>Enitan</strong> — 90% Equity Share.</p><p><strong>Barrister</strong> <strong>Andrew</strong> <strong>Ikebukwu</strong> — 10% Equity Share.</p><p>Although Andrew's financial stake was smaller, he was appointed Executive Managing Partner, giving him the responsibility of overseeing the company's daily operations while I focused on expanding my other businesses.</p><p>The contracts were signed.</p><p>Photographs were taken.</p><p>Champagne glasses were raised.</p><p>"To our success," Andrew said with a smile.</p><p>"To our success," I replied.</p><p>The company exceeded every expectation.</p><p>Within three years, our projects had spread across several states in Nigeria. Luxury estates, shopping complexes, office towers, and industrial developments carried our company's name.</p><p>Profits soared into billions of naira.</p><p>The media celebrated our partnership as one of the most successful collaborations between a businessman and a lawyer.</p><p>Whenever interviewers asked why I trusted Andrew with such an important position despite owning ninety percent of the company, my answer never changed.</p><p>"Money comes and goes," I would say.</p><p>"But trust is priceless. Andrew isn't just my business partner, he's my brother."</p><p>The audience would always applaud.</p><p>Andrew would always smile.</p><p>And I smiled back, believing we were living the dream we had once imagined beneath a mango tree.</p><p>I never noticed that every time people praised me as the owner of the company........ <span style="background-color: transparent;">Andrew's smile lingered on his lips.</span></p><p>But his eyes...</p><p>Began to ask a dangerous question.</p><p>Why does he own ninety percent... when I built the dream?</p>

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