Part 1
The night Chief Kelechi Okafor found his housemaid crouched behind the freezer, eating cold jollof rice with shaking fingers like a thief, something inside his rich Lagos mansion cracked open. He had returned to Ikoyi earlier than expected after a meeting at Victoria Island ended before 9:00 because one investor suddenly fell ill. Instead of entering through the front door, Kelechi used the side entrance beside the kitchen, hoping not to wake his wife, Folake, or his 2 children. The kitchen was dark, except for the green microwave clock and a thin light leaking from the fridge. Then he heard a tiny sound. Chewing. Careful, frightened chewing. He stopped, listened, and saw a shadow folded into the small gap between the freezer and the cabinet. It was Nneka, the maid who had worked in his home for 4 months. Her uniform hung loose on her shoulders. In her hand was a plastic plate with cold rice, one dry piece of chicken, and stew scraped from the bottom of a pot. Kelechi switched on the light. Nneka froze as if thunder had struck her body.
—Sir! Please, sir, I am sorry!
The plate almost fell from her hands.
Billionaire Sees his Maid Hiding to Eat Leftover Food… and His Life Changes
