
{"id":615,"date":"2026-01-22T06:14:03","date_gmt":"2026-01-22T06:14:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/?p=615"},"modified":"2026-01-22T06:14:03","modified_gmt":"2026-01-22T06:14:03","slug":"the-cane-of-wealth-novel-chapter-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kezpres.xyz\/novelreading\/the-cane-of-wealth-novel-chapter-7\/","title":{"rendered":"THE CANE OF WEALTH Novel Chapter 7"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"html-div xdj266r x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak xexx8yu xyri2b x18d9i69 x1c1uobl\">\n<div class=\"html-div xdj266r x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak xexx8yu xyri2b x18d9i69 x1c1uobl\" dir=\"auto\">\n<div class=\"html-div xdj266r x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak xexx8yu xyri2b x18d9i69 x1c1uobl\" data-ad-rendering-role=\"story_message\">\n<div class=\"x1l90r2v x1iorvi4 x1g0dm76 xpdmqnj\" data-ad-comet-preview=\"message\" data-ad-preview=\"message\">\n<div class=\"x78zum5 xdt5ytf xz62fqu x16ldp7u\">\n<div class=\"xu06os2 x1ok221b\">\n<div class=\"html-div xdj266r x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak xexx8yu xyri2b x18d9i69 x1c1uobl\">\n<div class=\"xdj266r x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak x1vvkbs x126k92a\">\n<div dir=\"auto\">VOLUME 7<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a\">\n<div dir=\"auto\">NTWENHLE<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a\">\n<div dir=\"auto\">He takes a sit on the bar stool as I start making breakfast for the both of us. I hadn\u2019t finished making mine when bra Mindlos freaked me out with his mutis. I actually take bra Mindlos\u2019 advice and ease with the oil as I make Zen\u2019s breakfast, I\u2019m trying to score points here. I love that his eyes follow my every move. Even though he can\u2019t see me, I still sway my hips from side to side, just in case his vision miraculously comes back.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">The creepily Vaseline container that I left on the counter wasn\u2019t there when we walked in the kitchen. I bet it grew legs and went to report to the owner that I refused to take it.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I smile to myself. I don\u2019t know why I believe him when he says my parents are protected but I believe him.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI have a feeling you\u2019re smiling\u201d he grins,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cNo I\u2019m not\u201d I roll my eyes but the stupid smile refuses to leave my face.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWho helps Jabu get ready for school?\u201d I change the topic fast because I feel so stupid feeling this way about him so fast,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI do. But he doesn\u2019t need much help\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWake me up tomorrow, I\u2019ll help him from now on\u201d the boy is 13 years old and I think he can manage well but every kid deserves to be seen off to school and actually have a decent breakfast. I doubt his blind father is able to provide that for him.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cThis is how I know you\u2019re the one\u201d he keeps saying all the right things and I blush like a fool.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Call me crazy and I\u2019m not going to deny it, I\u2019m a gone girl. One night in was enough for me. I don\u2019t even remember when we slept last night. The wet mouth me kept going on and on until I fell asleep. And this is the most comfortable and myself I have been with a man. Most times I change personality to accommodate a man but not with Zenzele. I\u2019m myself. This man is my spot and I will kill for my spot if I have to.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI eat eight slices of bread\u201d he proudly tells me. Eight? This is my husband. I also don\u2019t do four slices like normal girls, I always need six to actually fill up my stomach,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI eat six\u201d I tell him,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">He laughs. We are actually a match made in heaven.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cIs there anything you don\u2019t eat?\u201d I continue to ask,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cYes. Watermelon and mango\u201d shame!<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cAnd Jabu?\u201d I ask,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cHe is a picky eater but he is not allergic to anything\u201d I noticed even last night he didn\u2019t finish his dinner,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhat happened to his parents?\u201d I gently ask as I put his breakfast on the table,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cThank you. It smells lovely\u201d I hope he enjoys it,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I take a chair across from him,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhy are you not eating?\u201d he better not start being weird,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cAre you not praying? I\u2019m waiting for you to pray\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cOh\u201d I smile \u201cI don\u2019t pray every day or for every meal. I pray when I feel like praying\u201d that\u2019s the kind of a sinner I am,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cSo I can eat?\u201d he looks so confused it makes me smile,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cEat your breakfast Zenzele Mabaso\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cYou\u2019re a very weird woman\u201d he sighs. I\u2019m not offended at all, I have heard that too many times.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a\">\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cSo? What happened to Jabu\u2019s parents?\u201d I ask again as we both start to eat,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cMy uncle died with my grandparents in a car accident. He was the one driving and the accident claimed all of them\u201d that\u2019s horrific. To lose all your family members at once, Bra Mindlos should be a wreck\u2026\u2026..<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI\u2019m sorry to hear that. When was this?\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cFive years ago, Jabu was 8 when we lost our grandparents and his father\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">My heart clutches for the boy. He is too lively it doesn\u2019t look like he lost his grandparents and father at the same time. I think Zenzele stepping in and being a father to him helped him in some way.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cAnd his mother? Where is she?\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cNone of the Mabaso wives ever stay. They all just drop them children and leave turning their backs on their seed\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cHaibo! That\u2019s a curse. Why would someone just up and leave their children behind?\u201d look at me being judgemental while I was ready to walk the same path. I was ready to give bra Mindlos the child he wants for my freedom, but that was until I spend the night talking to Zen.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cNosipho did it with me, and Nthati did it to my uncle as well. Both who8res came in this family for money\u201d Nosipho and Nthati did him dirty. His facial expression changes at the mention of those names. I think Nosipho is his mother and Nthati is his uncle\u2019s wife or baby mama.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cAre they still alive?\u201d I ask,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">He nods \u201cNosipho went and got married, and had a new family without me. And Nthati\u2026..i think she had another baby as well. I don\u2019t keep tabs on heartless women who turn their backs on their children\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Something is fishy here. I don\u2019t think it\u2019s a coincidence that both women left their children just like that.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cAnd Lerato? Does she have any children with bra Mindlos?\u201d I lower my voice when I mention that woman,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">He shakes his head no,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cAre they married?\u201d I\u2019m so confused with those two,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Again he shakes his head no \u201cLerato is Mandla\u2019s evil twin, be careful of her\u201d he adds,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhy do you hate her so much?\u201d I don\u2019t need to be a scientist to see that he doesn\u2019t like his step mother,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cBecause I believe Mandla turned into what he is today because of her\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhy do you say that?\u201d I ask,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cMandla was just a family leader trying to keep his family wealth intact before she came into his life. Yes, he was still Mandla but he wasn\u2019t a ritualist. There was no room in this house that kept things we don\u2019t know. That witch came into Mandla\u2019s life and my father started wanting more money and doing creepy things. There is a room upstairs, he\u2019ll show you, no one is allowed in that room apart from him and Lerato. Mandla started wanting boy children and sacrificing them to whatever they both have in that room\u201d a shiver of fear runs down my spine and my mouth drops open,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWait, your father wants a son from me so bad so he can sacrifice him?\u201d I knew that man is evil on two legs,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">He nods \u201cWhen I came home after staying in the UK he would arrange girls for me and I would refuse smashing them because I found it weird. I turned all his girls down but two managed to get in my bed\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cHow?\u201d I raise an eyebrow,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cHe drugged me to get me to lay them. Two times I was taken advantage of and both times I don\u2019t remember shit because I was out of it\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Mandla needs his special chair next to satan! Who does that to their own blood?!<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cThose girls fell pregnant with boy children after offering them the same powder he offered you to bath with. And he sacrificed both souls\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cZenzele why are you so calm about all of this?!\u201d I\u2019m burning here,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">He chuckles \u201cWhen you live with the devil you end up being a ghost\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I don\u2019t like that \u201cSo you\u2019re a ghost?\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cMandla\u2019s days of hurting me are over. He might not know it yet but the little boy in me who once saw him as a father died when he had me taken advantage of and killed those souls. That was the last time he hurt me\u201d he smiles,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I don\u2019t think that was the last time. I think his eyesight issues have everything to do with his father.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI hope you won\u2019t disappoint me Ntwe. I have never touched any of the women he organised for me until you came along\u201d he say,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I want to smile but\u2026..<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cYour girlfriend? Is she part of the women your father organised for you?\u201d I ask,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cNo. And she is my soon to be ex-girlfriend in an hour. Precious is a woman I met at work and I actually liked her until you came along. She is not on Mandla\u2019s pay roll\u201d Precious needs to go now, an hour is too far,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI invited her here to break up with her, I hope you don\u2019t mind\u201d he adds,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I don\u2019t mind. The sooner Precious is gone, the better for me.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI don\u2019t. Tell me, why is bra Mindlos not making babies himself?\u201d I ask,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhatever they have up there ate his seed. He can\u2019t have children anymore. I\u2019m his only hope for now before he starts shi8t on my son\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cJABU?!\u201d my bile rises,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">He nods \u201cAnd I\u2019m starting to think that he might actually have him ra8ped too if I keep stalling him\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cZENZELE WHY DON\u2019T YOU TAKE JABU AND LEAVE YOUR FATEHR AND HIS EVIL?!\u201d Jabu is just 13!<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI tried\u201d he sighs, \u201cEvery time I pack and leave something pulls me back. The first time I tried to leave this house with Jabu we both lost everything. All my documents vanished and all accounts were frozen, for whatever reason that I don\u2019t know even today. I couldn\u2019t find a job, nothing. Then we got mugged, we were left with nothing but the clothes we had on ourselves and then we came back. And guess what?\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhat?\u201d I ask,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhen we got home my documents were brought by a man who said he found them in the street and I had never been to the place he described. And my accounts were unfrozen. That was the first attempt of leaving Mandla. The second time I tried Jabu and I we both got so ill we had to call Mandla\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I laugh, I find that funny,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI was planning my third escape now but this happened\u201d he points at his eyes,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cLeaving won\u2019t help. You need to have what\u2019s yours for everything to fall into place\u201d his cane\u2026.that\u2019s why they kept pulling him back home,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhat\u2019s mine?\u201d he frowns,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">I don\u2019t want to tell him about the cane just yet. My subconscious tells me to keep that information to myself for now.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cDo you need some sausages?\u201d I\u2019m trying to distract him,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cPlease sthandwa sami talking starves me\u201d (\u2026\u2026\u2026.my love\u2026\u2026) this is my man!<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cSthandwa sakho?\u201d (Your love?) Someone asks from behind,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">Zenzele pops his eyes. I turn. A very pale looking woman asks with her arms folded to her chest. She looks so sick nkosiyami!<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWho is this fat cake, Zenzele?\u201d she narrows her eyes. Calling me a fat cake is very rich coming from her. There is being thin, and then there is being sick. She looks sick.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cPrecious, you\u2019re here?\u201d Zenzele coughs,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">So this is the girlfriend! I\u2019m not even shaken.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cAre you going to tell mosquito who I am, Zenzele?\u201d I glare at him,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">He coughs again. A fake cough by the way.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cThis fat cake is his wife, mosquito! Have some of my food, maybe you\u2019ll gain a kilo!\u201d I wasn\u2019t going to be rude to her but calling me a fat cake when she looks like she is suffering from apartheid aids is VERY VERY RICH!<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cBaby I\u2019ll give you a minute with your ex!\u201d I add just for control. One thing about me is that I afford people what they afford me. If you\u2019re going to be a bi8tch to me then I\u2019ll be a sl8ut.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">When I leave the kitchen she is frozen on the spot. I don\u2019t know if it\u2019s hearing that I\u2019m his wife or that she is the ex. It\u2019s time I go unpack my bag. I\u2019m here to stay, I ain\u2019t going anywhere. Not even pregnant mosquito Precious is going to make me leave.<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">&#8211;<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">&#8211;<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">NARRATED<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWho is that Zenzele?\u201d Precious asks with a breaking voice as soon as Ntwenhle leaves the room,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cPlease sit down\u201d Zenzele gently asks,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">She pulls a chair and sits, her arms fold to her chest with tears building in her eyes,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cThank you for coming. How are you?\u201d he asks,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cStop with the formalities Zenzele who is that fat pig\u2026\u2026.\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cDon\u2019t call her names please, Precious. Ntwenhle is my wife\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWIFE? WIFE? ZENZELE I WAS IN YOUR BED YESTERDAY AND LAST I CHECKED YOUR FATHER WAS GOING TO PAY LOBOLA FOR ME!\u201d she roars,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cMandla was going to pay lobola for you?\u201d Zenzele frowns, that\u2019s new to him. He never promised Precious marriage for the couple of months they have been together,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cHe calls me makoti Zenzele, and yes he said he would pay lobola for me when the time comes\u201d she sighs,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI don\u2019t know about your promises with Mandla but I never promised you marriage Presh, we were just dating\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI\u2019m in love with you Zenzele!\u201d her voice breaks,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cMy heart beats for someone else Presh. I\u2019m really sorry for doing this to you but Ntwenhle is the woman for me and that means you and I have to come to an end\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cZENZELE I WAS IN YOUR BED YESTERDAY MORNING AND YOUR BREAKING UP WITH ME!\u201d she shouts,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cCalm down please Precious. I didn\u2019t know my wife would arrive yesterday after you left. Had I known I would have ended us before she arrived\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWHAT DO YOU MEAN ARRIVE? YOU HAVE BEEN MARRIED ALL ALONG?!\u201d she won\u2019t stop shouting,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cNo but she is always been there in my spirit. I have carried her in my spirit for so long and knew that our paths would one day cross and it did yesterday. It wasn\u2019t my intention to hurt you but we were just dating\u201d he calmly say,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhat am I going to do with this love I have for you? huh?\u201d tears fall down her face,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI have loved you since we were kids Zen! You\u2019ve always had my heart and when you gave us a chance I was over the moon. I love you. Why can\u2019t I be the woman for you?\u201d she tears apart,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI really didn\u2019t mean to break your heart Presh, but if I force myself to choose you it will be out of pity, not love. You don\u2019t deserve that. You deserve a man who\u2019ll reciprocate your love and love you the way you deserve to be loved\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI DON\u2019T WANT NO ONE BUT YOU!\u201d she shouts, wiping her tears with the back of her hand,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cDon\u2019t do this to me, please\u201d she begs<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI\u2019m sorry, Mofokeng\u201d he reaches for her hands on her table and squeeze them,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI\u2019m really sorry for breaking your heart\u201d he adds,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cSORRY?\u201d she takes her hands back,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cSORRY ZENZELE? NIGGER I GAVE YOU THE BEST OF ME! I GAVE YOU MY HEART AND THE MINUTE THAT MADEA ON NYAOPE COMES INTO YOUR LIFE YOU THINK YOU\u2019RE GOING TO DROP ME LIKE IT\u2019S HOT?!\u201d something flashes in her eyes, it\u2019s not just anger\u2026..<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cPrecious you\u2019re a wonderful woman. I never promised you marriage. Don\u2019t do this to yourself\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cYOU DID THIS TO ME BY FU8CKING ME FOR MONTHS AND THINKING YOU\u2019RE GOING TO DUMP ME JUST LIKE THAT WHEN YOU MEET YOUR NEW MEAT! I\u2019M GOING TO ABORT THIS CHILD!\u201d she hisses,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cWhat child?\u201d Zenzele frowns,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cYour child! I lied to your father who is been nagging me and hating me for not falling pregnant as he wanted. I gave him a negative pregnancy test to get him off my back once again, but I\u2019m pregnant Zenzele! 13 weeks and I was going to tell you on your birthday!\u201d<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cYour dripping!\u201d he gets off his chair, he can\u2019t listen to her any longer,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cTake me to your doctor if you don\u2019t believe me!\u201d she blocks him,<\/div>\n<div dir=\"auto\">\u201cI\u2019m pregnant Zen, and I\u2019m not lying. We have a life together\u201d she takes his hands and put them on her flat stomach. She knows who Zenzele is now. He\u2019ll protect his seed with all he can. There is no way he would let her go with his baby in her womb.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a\">\n<div dir=\"auto\">PLEASE LIKE, COMMENT, SHARE AND INVITE FRIENDS<span class=\"html-span xexx8yu xyri2b x18d9i69 x1c1uobl x1hl2dhg x16tdsg8 x1vvkbs x3nfvp2 x1j61x8r x1fcty0u xdj266r xat24cr xm2jcoa x1mpyi22 xxymvpz xlup9mm x1kky2od\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"xz74otr x15mokao x1ga7v0g x16uus16 xbiv7yw\" src=\"https:\/\/static.xx.fbcdn.net\/images\/emoji.php\/v9\/t75\/1\/16\/1f618.png\" alt=\"\ud83d\ude18\" width=\"16\" height=\"16\" \/><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a\">\n<div dir=\"auto\">200+ Comments<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"html-div xdj266r x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak xexx8yu xyri2b x18d9i69 x1c1uobl x1n2onr6\">\n<div class=\"html-div xdj266r x14z9mp xat24cr x1lziwak xexx8yu xyri2b x18d9i69 x1c1uobl 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