Rise of a Football God-Chapter 310: A scandal [4]

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In the video, a mature Nigerian girl with her hair tied in a ponytail faced the camera, sniffing.

"Umm…, first of all, I want to thank all of you guys for the support so far since I decided to open up".

"Living with this stigma for years, it has not been easy," she sniffed, wiping away her tears.

"But I forgive Sam".

"In the end, he is still my classmate. He loved me and couldn’t hold himself; I can’t blame him too much for that".

"Besides, he’s making Nigerians proud and I’m happy for him. I wish him a successful football career, I just could not help my grievances, I just needed to voice them out to cleanse the knot in my heart".

She sniffed some more, wiping her tears. "In the end we’re all Christians, the bible admonished us to forgive our neighbors who wrong us".

She looked at the camera, a look of determination creeping into her eyes. "Sam, I’m ready to forgive you and let bygones be bygones".

"All I want from you is compensation".

"You ruined my life, dumped me because I’m poor and impoverished for an English girl. I don’t blame you, after all, she’s better than I am".

"We can’t turn back time, the least you can do is compensate me so I can better cope with this stigma in my life".

"If you’re ready, I’m ready to talk".

She sniffed one last time. "And I’m ready to forgive you".

The video finally came to an end.

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At the restaurant in Barcelona, Ian slammed his hands against the table, rising as he pointed angrily at the video. "This slut!" He growled.

"Calm down big bro Ian". Kayla said in a calm voice.

Surprised, Ian inclined his head to look at Kayla. "Sister-in-law, how are you taking this so calmly?"

Kayla looked into his eyes and seeing the look in her eyes, Ian felt his heart briefly skip a beat. ’This woman…!’

Kayla’s eyes gleamed with devious intention. "This is what she wanted all along huh? Money, compensation," she chuckled coldly. "That’s why she put my boyfriend through all of this".

Kayla stood up the next moment, looking at Ian. "We’re done here. And from here on, I’ll need your help".

"I’ll be launching my own personal investigation".

"The jury will release an official date for the hearing here in Spain. Before that day, we have to have conclusive evidence for this case".

She looked at Ian. "Do you understand?"

Ian nodded, thinking. ’This girl…, she’s scary’.

They finally left the restaurant.

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A lot of people watched the new video that was uploaded by Avatar Glimz, and it caused an even greater frenzy online as more people hated on Sam, calling for him to be prosecuted without mercy.

The hate online was crazy.

While all this happened, Mrs. Moses finally got through to her son. She also watched the video by Amaka.

Mrs. Moses remembered her; she was her son’s classmate. While Sam was smaller, she also discovered her son’s attraction to the girl, this was why this woman did not act up at first, waiting to hear from him first.

Mrs. Moses cleverly started the conversation, checking on her son’s wellbeing. "How are you doing?"

"Hope you’re eating?"

"Hope you’re not overthinking?"

Once she did the customary check up on him, she finally started going deep, asking questions about Amaka.

"Did you date her?"

"Did you ever have sex with her?"

"What happened that night?"

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Sam was not comfortable having conversations like this with his mom but considering the current situation, he no longer cared as he told her everything, not hiding everything.

At the end of the call, Mrs. Moses asked calmly. "So, she’s doing all of this because you’re suddenly big and rich and she regrets not dating you?"

"Yes mom, I don’t understand why…"

"Say no more". The Nigerian mother said. "Mom will do her part".

"Mom, wait, what do you want to do?"

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Mrs. Moses disconnected the call without answering her son.

That evening in Nigeria, a new storm was about to brew.

That evening, Mrs. Moses calmly entered her bathroom, took her bath, came out, entered her room and tied her traditional wrapper.

Mr. Moses was already out, trying to use his connections to see if his son’s case could be transferred to Nigeria to be handled here but Mrs. Moses was not a literate scholar like her husband.

What she was though was a Nigerian woman, and mother. Though she could not fight with the law like her husband, she had her own means.

After tying her wrapper, she called a few of her old friends in Abraka, Delta State, informing them of her plans.

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That evening, she took a flight straight to Delta State on her wrapper!

When she arrived, her old friends were already waiting for her and together, all dressed in the same traditional wrapper and attire, they marched to the home of a certain family in Abraka.

Amaka’s family, her parents’ home.

Trust Mrs. Moses, she was not a gentle soul like her son and her husband was. Rather, she was a radical woman, a woman of action.

As soon as they arrived at the compound, all hell broke loose.

"Who is in this compound?!"

"That slut of a daughter that you have, bring her out!"

"Let she come and explain herself to this mother!"

"My son is quiet but me, Sarah is not quiet!"

"Amaka, COME OUT!!!"

Mrs. Moses caused so much commotion that the girl’s parents came out, trying to calm her down but this woman refused to be calm.

"Bring your daughter out to meet this mother!"

"Bring that slut out!"

She made so much noise and caused so much commotion, creating a scene that people who got to the scene started recording.

That was exactly what this smart Nigerian woman wanted.

She may not know much about the internet but this woman knew that the battle against her son was one fueled by social media.

To fight back, she would use the same social media!

While people recorded, Mrs. Moses created a scene, narrating the whole sequence of events of how her son wooed Amaka repeatedly in school and she refused his advances.

Trust this woman, she twisted large parts of the story, using the elements of truth to paint a villainous image of Amaka as a Jezebel and a slut who did not love her son but only wanted his money now.

She also narrated to that night, giving enough news to the public and social media to give an entirely new opinion to the story.

To a lot of people, this woman’s actions were rash and unwarranted but its effectiveness could not be denied.

As soon as the videos started entering online, the narrative changed.

Who was right? Who was wrong?

What if Mrs. Moses was right?

What if Amaka was the one lying?

Afterall, why wait for so many years till Sam secured a move to FC Barcelona and was raking in crazy amounts of money every week before deciding to reveal such a big secret?

The narrative changed and Mrs. Moses was the cornerstone at the center of the change.

This Nigerian mother was ready to give the slut bomber to bomber!