When Dirt Glitters Part 11 Fictional Story . I looked at her corpse with indifference she had been beaten to the extend that her face was barely unrecognisable Who would have thought that Betty would end up beaten to death at Kejetia? They had no mercy and mistook her for someone using human parts for rituals. I couldnt stop looking at her corpse, dressed in white on the bed. Her parents are wailing in sorrow, if they knew that their daughter brought this upon herself, Betty was a bad person. They shd be glad that she wasnt burnt. Whether I felt guilt? No, not at all! I never forced Betty to snatch my man, though I willingly sent her to him, she had the choice whether shed be a loyal friend or a foe And look at her now - what a disgraceful death. Hmmm, if I ddnt substitute her, I would have been the one dead now. Mr. Opoku? I never heard of him again. And I wish it will remain that way. Never again will I let someone lure me with money. I now know that not all that glitters is Gold. The end *** This was just a short story to remind you that your friend could do something and get rich but u could try the same thing and loose your life. . Thanks for reading
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