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BABY MAMA TRAP
PART 3
Onyinye stared at the DNA results in her hands, her fingers trembling slightly. The words "99.99% Probability of Paternity" glared back at her, the ink seeming to burn through the paper. A slow, bitter smile curved her lips.
"Now we’ll see who’s playing games, Kolawole," she whispered to herself.
She spent the next three days plotting her next move. She couldn’t just show up at his office or home—no, that would be too easy. Kolawole was a powerful man, with security and lawyers who could make her disappear if he wanted to.
She needed leverage.
And then it hit her—his wife.
If anyone deserved to know the truth, it was the woman Kolawole was betraying every time he stepped out with girls like Onyinye.
She opened her laptop and searched for "Mrs. Adebayo Lagos charity events." Within minutes, she found what she needed—a high-profile fundraiser happening that weekend at the Eko Hotel. The wife, Amina Adebayo*, would definitely be there.
Perfect.
Onyinye slipped into the event wearing a simple but elegant black dress, her hair styled in soft curls. The ballroom was filled with Lagos' elite—politicians, business moguls, and socialites sipping champagne under crystal chandeliers.
And there she was—Amina Adebayo.
Kolawole’s wife was even more stunning in person. Tall, graceful, her makeup flawless, dressed in a custom-made lilac gown that probably cost more than Onyinye’s yearly salary.
Onyinye’s stomach twisted with guilt. This woman had no idea.
But then she remembered Kolawole’s cold dismissal, the way he had thrown money at her like she was nothing.
No. She wouldn’t back down now.
She waited until Amina was alone near the dessert table before approaching.
"Good evening, Mrs. Adebayo," Onyinye said, her voice steady despite her racing heart.
Amina turned, her polite smile not quite reaching her eyes. "Hello, have we met?"
Onyinye took a deep breath. "No. But I think you’ll want to hear what I have to say."
She pulled out the DNA test from her clutch and handed it over.
Amina’s perfectly manicured fingers took the paper, her brow furrowing as she scanned it. Then—her face changed.
The color drained from her cheeks. Her lips parted slightly.
"What… is this?"
Onyinye met her gaze. "I’m pregnant. And your husband is the father."
For a long moment, Amina didn’t move. Didn’t speak.
Then, in a voice so quiet it sent chills down Onyinye’s spine, she said:
"Follow me."
Amina led her to a private lounge upstairs, away from prying eyes. The moment the door closed, her calm façade shattered.
"How dare you?" she hissed, her eyes blazing. "Do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?"
Onyinye stood her ground. "I didn’t come here to fight. I came because you deserve to know the truth."
Amina laughed—a sharp, bitter sound. "The truth? You think I don’t know what kind of man my husband is?" She stepped closer, her perfume suffocating. "But you—you’re just another cheap slut trying to cash in."
Onyinye flinched but didn’t back down. "I don’t want his money. I just want him to take responsibility for his child."
Amina’s eyes flickered to Onyinye’s still-flat stomach, her expression unreadable. Then, without warning, she grabbed Onyinye’s wrist, her grip like steel.
"Listen carefully," she whispered. "If you ever try to contact my family again, you’ll regret it. That child will never be an Adebayo. Do you understand?"
Onyinye yanked her arm free, her pulse roaring in her ears. "We’ll see about that."
She turned and walked out, her legs shaking but her head held high.
That night, Onyinye lay in bed, staring at the ceiling.
She had thought exposing Kolawole would force him to do the right thing.
But she had underestimated his wife.
Amina wasn’t just hurt—she was dangerous.
And now, Onyinye had made an enemy of one of the most powerful women in Lagos.
Her phone buzzed. An unknown number.
She opened the message—and her blood turned to ice.
It was a photo. Of her. Standing outside her apartment building.
The caption:
"You should have stayed away."
TO BE CONTINUED...

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