Fifty Million for My Ex?
Chapter 6: Lagos, Bring Your Wahala
After me and Obinna Nwokedi settle, I go back to my normal life—dey boss for house, dey hustle for outside. Life dey sweet.
Until one day, for advert shoot.
Even as I close eye for makeup, I fit feel as everybody dey look me.
Sis fine, but no be worship level oh~
I open eye, my assistant Ejiro wey just go buy coffee, rush come back, dey pant.
“Sis, wahala! E no end for sugar daddy gist, dem don add say you dey two-time, dey follow other male actors for set!”
As she talk, my phone begin vibrate non-stop—WhatsApp group, Instagram DM, even my mama dey call. I just sigh, drop powder puff, and prepare for another round of Lagos social media fight. This life no balance, but na who get sense dey win. I adjust my wig, square my shoulders—Lagos, bring your wahala. I dey ready.
