What started as a cruel joke quickly turned into a moment no one saw coming. A wealthy lady invited her poor driver to an elite event just to mock and embarrass him in front of high-society guests. But when he finally arrived, his presence stunned everyone and completely changed the atmosphere of the room.
This emotional and powerful story reveals how pride, class discrimination, and underestimation can backfire in unexpected ways. It’s a lesson about humility, hidden potential, and why you should never judge anyone by their appearance or status. Watch till the end to see how the tables turned and why everyone was left speechless.
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This emotional and powerful story reveals how pride, class discrimination, and underestimation can backfire in unexpected ways. It’s a lesson about humility, hidden potential, and why you should never judge anyone by their appearance or status. Watch till the end to see how the tables turned and why everyone was left speechless.
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00:00Once upon a time, there was a man named Sadiq. Sadiq was not loud. He did not talk too much.
00:06He did not like trouble. He was the kind of person that noticed everything, but still kept his face
00:11calm. When people shouted at him, he would just nod. When people tried to shame him, he would look
00:16down for a second, then look up again, like he was holding something strong inside. Most people in
00:21Lagos did not even see Sadiq as a full person. They only saw him as a driver, but if you watched
00:26him well, you would notice something strange about him. His shirts were always clean. His shoes were
00:31always neat. Even when his clothes were simple, he still looked put together. He had a straight back
00:36when he stood, and when he walked, he did not drag his feet like someone who had given up on life.
00:41His eyes were quiet, but they were not weak. The problem was this. Sadiq worked for a woman who
00:46enjoyed looking down on people. Her name was Adoronke Bello. Adoronke was rich, loud, and proud.
00:52She liked expensive things. She liked being called, madam. She liked when people begged
00:57her for help, because it made her feel big. She owned a business that made luxury home designs
01:01for rich people. She decorated big houses, offices, and hotels. People in her world cared
01:07about brands, hair, nails, and who sat where at parties. And in Adoronke's world, Sadiq was
01:13at the bottom. That morning, Sadiq stood outside her big house in Ikoyi, beside a black SUV that
01:19looked like it could swallow a small car. The gate was tall. The compound was wide. The flowers were
01:24arranged like someone was always expecting visitors. Sadiq checked the time on his phone, then wiped a
01:29small spot on the car door with a cloth. It was not even dirty, but he wiped it anyway. He heard heels
01:35clicking behind him. Are you blind? Adoronke's voice came sharp like a slap. Why is the car still
01:40there? I said we are leaving by eight. Sadiq turned quickly. Good morning, Ma. Good morning for who?
01:46Adoronke snapped, adjusting her sunglasses even though the sun was not that bright.
01:51See you, standing like statue. If I miss this meeting, you will pay for it. Yes, Ma, Sadiq said.
01:58Adoronke looked him up and down like she was checking a broken chair. And what is that shirt?
02:03Is it only one shirt you have in your life? Sadiq looked at his shirt. It was clean, plain,
02:09neat. Ma, it is clean, he said softly. Adoronke laughed in a mean way. Clean does not mean fine.
02:15You people don't know the difference. Clean can still be shame. Sadiq opened the back door for
02:20her like nothing happened. Adoronke entered and crossed her legs. As he moved to the driver's
02:25seat, he heard her phone ring. She picked it fast, smiling like she had changed into a different
02:30person. Hello, babe. She sang into the phone. Yes now, I'm on my way. This useless traffic again.
02:37My driver will suffer today. Sadiq's hands tightened on the steering wheel for a second.
02:41Then he relaxed them. He drove out, steady and smooth. Inside the car, Adoronke talked loudly
02:47on the phone, laughing and shouting like she wanted the whole street to hear.
02:50Please, don't stress me, she said. This meeting must go well. You know my client is big. Big people
02:57don't like mistakes. She paused and rolled her eyes, looking at Sadiq through the mirror like he
03:01was the mistake she was talking about. Yes, I'm still using that same driver, she continued.
03:06I know, I know. But drivers are like slippers. You use them until they tear. Sadiq kept his eyes
03:12on the road. After some minutes, Adoronke ended the call and started scrolling on her phone.
03:17Then she started typing fast, smiling. Sadiq knew that smile. It was the smile she had when she was
03:23planning something. They arrived at a tall glass building on Victoria Island. Adoronke came down
03:28and fixed her dress. She did not say thank you. She just stretched her hand out. Bring my bag,
03:33she ordered. Yes, ma, Sadiq said, picking it up. They entered the building and walked into the
03:38lobby. People greeted Adoronke quickly. Good morning, Mrs. Bellow. Welcome, ma. Adoronke
03:45nodded like a queen. Then she looked at Sadiq and hissed under her breath. Stand one side,
03:50she whispered. Don't block my light. Sadiq moved to the side. A man in a suit came over. He was a staff
03:56member. Madam, your visitors are already upstairs, he said. Good, Adoronke replied. Let's go,
04:03as they entered the elevator. Another woman stepped in too. She had long hair and a shiny bag. She
04:09smelled like perfume and money. She looked at Adoronke and smiled. Adoronke. Hi, the woman said.
04:16Adoronke's face opened like a curtain. Ah, Bisola. Adoronke shouted happily. My sister. How are you?
04:23They hugged and laughed. Then Bisola looked at Sadiq. Is that your driver? She asked. Like she was
04:29asking if the car had AC. Yes, Adoronke said, waving her hand. That is him. Bisola stared at
04:35Sadiq's face. Then at his shoes. Whom? He looks, quiet. Adoronke scoffed. Quiet? He is quiet because
04:42he has nothing to say. What will a driver know? His job is to drive and keep quiet. Sadiq stood still,
04:48eyes forward. Bisola leaned closer to Adoronke and spoke like she did not want Sadiq to hear,
04:53even though he was right there. I hope he does not smell. Bisola whispered. Some of them do.
04:58Adoronke laughed hard. If he smells, I will wind down the window. Sadiq's jaw moved a little,
05:04like he swallowed something heavy. The elevator opened. They walked out to a fancy office floor.
05:09Adoronke entered a meeting room with three people waiting. They were rich too. Their clothes were
05:14sharp. Their phones were expensive. Adoronke smiled wide. Good morning. I'm sorry for the delay.
05:20Lagos traffic is wicked. One of the men laughed. No problem. Sit, sit. Adoronke sat and started
05:27talking fast about designs, costs, and time. She used big smiles. She used sweet words. She acted
05:33like she respected them. Sadiq stood by the door, holding her back. After a while, Adoronke's phone
05:39rang. She picked it. Yes, she said, sounding annoyed. Then her face changed. Ah, baby, sorry. I'm in a
05:47meeting. She listened. Okay, okay, she said. I will call you back. She ended the call, then turned to
05:54Sadiq, angry. Why didn't you remind me that I have another appointment? She barked. Sadiq blinked.
06:00Ma, you did not tell me. Are you talking back? Adoronke snapped. The clients looked at each other,
06:06surprised. Adoronke forced a smile. Sorry. Small issue. Then she leaned close to Sadiq and whispered
06:12with hot anger. Don't ever embarrass me in front of people. Do you hear? Yes, Ma, Sadiq said. When
06:19the meeting ended, they went back downstairs. Adoronke walked fast like she was trying to run
06:23away from her own shame. Once they got into the car, she started complaining again. You see why I
06:29hate working with poor people, she said, throwing her phone on the seat. You people are always slow.
06:34Sadiq did not answer. Adoronke looked at him through the mirror. Are you angry? No, Ma, he said.
06:41Good, she said. Because anger does not change anything. Your life is still your life. Sadiq's
06:46throat moved again. He kept driving. They reached a mall later that afternoon because Adoronke wanted
06:51to shop. She entered with two other women, Bisola, and another friend named Tola. They were both
06:57dressed like they were going to a wedding. Sadiq followed behind with shopping bags. As they walked,
07:02the women talked about parties, men, and money. Their laughter was loud and proud. Bisola pointed at a
07:08dress in a shop window. This is the kind of dress I want for your birthday. Adoronke's eyes lit up.
07:14My birthday must be big this year. Bigger than last year. Tola smiled. Of course. You are Adoronke
07:20Bello. Adoronke touched her chest. Exactly. People must feel it. I want the kind of birthday that will
07:26make social media cry. Bisola laughed. Then invite the right people. No dull people. No cheap people.
07:32Adoronke nodded. Only the best. Tola looked behind and saw Sadiq holding bags. Your driver is still
07:39following like bodyguard, she said, laughing. Adoronke turned and looked at Sadiq like he was a
07:44stain. Sadiq, she called. Yes, Ma, he replied. Are you tired? She asked with fake kindness. No, Ma.
07:52Of course you are not tired, Adoronke said to her friends. He has nothing else doing with his life.
07:57This is his whole world. The friends laughed. Sadiq stood still. He did not laugh. He did not
08:02frown. He just waited. They entered another store. Adoronke tried on shoes. Bisola tried on bags.
08:09Tola tried on perfume. They kept talking, and each word was like they were throwing stones at someone
08:14who could not throw back. As they were leaving the mall, Adoronke's phone buzzed again. She checked a
08:19message and smiled that same planning smile. Bisola noticed. Why are you smiling like that? Adoronke raised
08:25her phone. My birthday plan is getting sweeter. Tola leaned in. Tell us. Adoronke looked around
08:31like she was about to tell a secret. Then she said, I want to do something funny this year.
08:36Something that will make everyone talk. Bisola grinned. Like what? Adoronke glanced at Sadiq.
08:41Then she lowered her voice, but she still spoke loud enough for him to hear. I'm going to invite
08:46Sadiq to my birthday, she said. Bisola's mouth opened. Your driver? Yes, Adoronke said, laughing.
08:53Imagine him among my rich guests. Imagine the way he will stand, lost, holding cup like village
08:58person. Tola burst out laughing. Ah, that is wicked. Adoronke shrugged like it was nothing.
09:05It will be fun. Let him enter big hall and see real life. Let him see how rich people behave.
09:10Maybe it will teach him to know his place. Bisola clapped. I like it. We will all watch him.
09:16Tola laughed again. He will embarrass himself. Adoronke's eyes shined. Exactly. And when he starts
09:22shaking, I will just smile and say, don't worry. He is my driver. Bisola wiped tears from laughing.
09:28Adoronke, you are not good. Adoronke lifted her chin. Life is not fair. If you are poor,
09:34you should accept it. Sadiq stood there, holding shopping bags, listening to every word.
09:39Adoronke turned to him suddenly. Sadiq, she called again, as if she just remembered he was a human.
09:44Yes, ma, he said. Adoronke smiled like a cat. My birthday is next week, she said. You are invited.
09:52Sadiq blinked once. Bisola and Tola leaned forward, waiting for him to panic. But Sadiq did not panic.
09:59He did not beg. He did not ask why. He simply nodded and said, thank you, ma. The women froze for
10:05half a second. It was not the reaction they wanted. Adoronke's smile became tight. You will come,
10:11right? Yes, ma, Sadiq, said again, calm. Tola frowned. He is acting like it is normal.
10:18Bisola laughed nervously. Maybe he doesn't understand what it means. Adoronke waved her
10:23hand like she did not care. But her eyes stayed on Sadiq's face. Fine, she said. Just make sure
10:28you don't disgrace me. Dress well. Don't come looking like you slept inside gutter. Sadiq nodded. Yes,
10:35ma. Adoronke turned and entered the car like a winner. Her friends followed, still laughing,
10:40still excited for the joke they believed was coming. Sadiq entered the driver's seat and
10:44started the engine. As he drove them back to the big house, the women kept talking about the party,
10:49about who would come, about how Sadiq would behave. But Sadiq did not join their laughter.
10:54He just drove. His face stayed calm. Yet, inside him, something was waking up. And as the sun started
11:01going down and the city lights came on, Sadiq's eyes stayed fixed on the road, like he had already
11:06chosen what he would do next. Sadiq drove Adoronke and her friends back to the house in silence.
11:11Inside the car, laughter filled the air. The women talked over each other, still excited about the
11:16birthday party and the joke they believed would be sweet. Every few seconds, Adoronke laughed the
11:21loudest, like she wanted to remind everyone that she was in charge. Can you imagine his face?
11:26Bisola said, shaking her head. All those rich people, and your driver just standing there.
11:31Tola added, he will probably hold the wine glass with two hands. They burst into laughter again.
11:37Adoronke leaned back and crossed her legs. Let him come. I want to enjoy it well. Life has been
11:42too boring lately. Sadiq heard every word, but his face did not change. He kept his eyes on the road
11:48and his hands steady on the steering wheel. When they reached the house, Adoronke came down first.
11:53She did not say thank you. She never did. She walked inside like the house belonged to the world
11:58and the world belonged to her. Sadiq parked the car properly, locked it, and followed behind to
12:03drop the bags inside. After that, he quietly walked out through the small gate meant for staff.
12:08The street was calm. The evening air was warm. Sadiq walked slowly to the bus stop,
12:13carrying nothing but his thoughts. On the bus ride home, he sat by the window and watched the city
12:17pass by. Big buildings turned into smaller ones. Bright lights turned into dim bulbs. Smooth roads
12:23turned into rough streets. When he finally got down, he walked into a narrow street and stopped in
12:28front of a small building. The paint was old. The stairs were cracked. But it was home. He climbed
12:33the stairs and entered his one-room apartment. The room was quiet. A small bed sat by the wall.
12:38A table stood near the window. A mirror hung beside the door. Everything was simple, clean,
12:44and arranged. Sadiq dropped his keys on the table and sat on the bed. For a long moment, he just sat there,
12:50breathing slowly. Then he laughed. It was not loud. It was not happy. It was short and tired.
12:55So she invited me, he said softly to himself. As a joke. He stood up and walked to the mirror.
13:01He looked at his face, really looked at it. You still look the same, he said quietly.
13:06Nothing has changed. He turned away from the mirror and walked to a small wooden box under his bed.
13:11He dragged it out slowly and placed it on the floor. The box was old. The edges were worn.
13:16The lock had long stopped working. Sadiq knelt down and opened it. Inside were things he had not
13:21touched in years. Old photos. A folded suit bag. A small card with his name printed on it.
13:27He picked up one photo. It was him. Younger. Taller. Standing under bright lights. People were
13:33clapping. He was wearing a fitted suit and walking on a long stage. Sadiq's fingers trembled a little.
13:39That was a long time ago, he whispered. He picked another photo. In this one, he was smiling wide.
13:44A woman stood beside him, holding his arm. His mother. You said I should never bend my head.
13:50He said. You said life can push, but I should not break. He placed the photo down gently.
13:55Then he opened the suit bag. Inside was a three-piece suit. Dark. Clean. Well-kept.
14:01He touched the fabric slowly, like he was touching something alive. This suit, he said quietly.
14:06You carried me to places I never thought I would see. His phone buzzed suddenly.
14:10Sadiq stood up quickly, like he had been caught doing something wrong. He checked the screen.
14:15It was a message from Adoronke. Don't forget. My birthday is next week. You will come early.
14:21Sadiq stared at the message for a long time. Then he typed back. Yes, ma. He dropped the phone on the
14:27bed and sat down again. For a few seconds, doubt tried to enter his heart. What if she is right?
14:32He asked himself. What if I embarrass myself? He stood up again and faced the mirror. Slowly,
14:37he straightened his shoulders. No, he said. I did not embarrass myself before. I will not start now.
14:44The next morning, Sadiq arrived at work early as usual. He washed the car, wiped the seats,
14:49and checked the tires. Adoronke came out of the house talking on the phone. Yes, everything is set,
14:55she said loudly. The hall is booked. The guest list is full. This birthday will shake Lagos.
15:00She ended the call and looked at Sadiq. You, she said, snapping her fingers. Did you hear what I said
15:06yesterday? Yes, ma, Sadiq replied. You are coming to my birthday, she said slowly, like she was
15:13explaining to a child. Don't disgrace me. I understand, ma, Sadiq said. Adoronke rolled her
15:19eyes. You better. As they drove out, Adoronke kept talking about the party. She talked about the hall,
15:25the food, the guests, and how important it was. You know, she said, adjusting her hair. People will be
15:32coming from everywhere. Big people. You must not talk anyhow. Just greet and keep quiet. Yes, ma.
15:38Don't eat like you are starving, she added. And don't ask questions. Yes, ma. She looked at him
15:44through the mirror. Why are you always saying yes like robot? Sadiq met her eyes in the mirror for
15:49a second. Because that is my job, ma. Adoronke smiled, pleased. At least you know. Later that day,
15:56Adoronke met with her friends again at a cafe. Sadiq waited outside in the car. Inside,
16:00Bisola and Tola were already there. Adoronke. Bisola shouted. We were just talking about your
16:07driver. Adoronke laughed and sat down. That man will give us free comedy. Tola leaned forward.
16:13Is he really coming? Yes, Adoronke said. I invited him myself. Bisola smiled wide. I can't wait. I will
16:20sit where I can see him clearly. Tola added. I hope he does not wear his work clothes. Adoronke waved her
16:26hand. Even if he borrows suit, it will still show. They laughed again. Outside, Sadiq sat quietly,
16:32looking at the cafe door. He could see their mouths moving through the glass. He knew they were talking
16:37about him. His phone buzzed again. This time, it was a message from an unknown number. Hello,
16:42Sadiq. This is Kola. We trained together years ago. Someone saw your picture online. Are you still
16:48modeling? Sadiq's heart skipped. He typed slowly. I stopped. I drive now. The reply came fast. Driving does
16:55not erase talent. If you ever need anything, call me. Sadiq stared at the message. Then he locked his
17:01phone. That evening, after work, Sadiq did not go straight home. He stopped by a small tailor shop.
17:07The signboard was old. The tailor was an elderly man. Good evening, sir, Sadiq said. The tailor looked
17:14up. Good evening, young man. How can I help you? Sadiq opened his bag and brought out the suit.
17:19I need this to fit perfectly, he said. The tailor's eyes widened. This is a fine suit.
17:25Sadiq nodded. It means a lot to me. The tailor smiled. Then we will do it well. As Sadiq walked
17:30out of the shop, the sun was setting again. The city lights began to glow. At home that night,
17:36Sadiq sat on his bed and stared at the wall. This invitation was meant to shame me, he said softly.
17:41But it will not. He lay down slowly, eyes open. In another part of the city, Adoronke lay on her big
17:48bed, smiling as she scrolled through pictures of the event hall. She whispered to herself,
17:52this birthday will be unforgettable. Both of them were right, but for very different reasons.
17:57The day of the birthday party finally arrived. From early morning, Adoronke's house was already
18:02noisy. Workers moved in and out. Makeup artists arrived with boxes. Hair stylists dragged long
18:08bags behind them. Everyone greeted Adoronke with soft voices and wide smiles. Good morning,
18:14ma. Happy birthday in advance, ma. Adoronke sat on a tall chair in front of a mirror,
18:19wearing a robe, while someone fixed her hair. Yes, yes, she said, waving her hand. Make sure
18:25everything is perfect. I don't want any mistake today. Outside, Sadiq stood beside the car,
18:31waiting as usual. Adoronke walked out after some time, dressed in a fine outfit, shining like she
18:36wanted the sun to respect her. Sadik, she called. Yes, ma, he replied. You will drop me at the hall and
18:43go home, she said. Don't come early. Come later. I don't want people seeing you too soon. Sadik nodded.
18:49All right, ma. She looked at him again. And remember, dress well. Don't disgrace me. Yes, ma. As they
18:57drove, Adoronke talked non-stop about the party. Today is not for mistakes, she said. People are
19:03coming from everywhere. Big people. You know how Lagos is. Yes, ma. She smiled to herself. This party
19:10will be talked about for years. They arrived at the event hall before noon. The place was huge.
19:15White and gold decorations filled the space. Long tables stood in rows. Flowers were everywhere.
19:20The lights were bright and clean. Adoronke stepped out of the car and smiled wide. This is it,
19:26she said proudly. She turned to Sadik. Go. I will see you later. Sadik watched her walk inside,
19:32surrounded by people calling her name. Then he drove away quietly. Hours later, evening came.
19:37The hall slowly filled with guests. Expensive cars lined up outside. Music played softly in the
19:43background. People dressed in shiny clothes walked in, laughing and greeting each other.
19:48Adoronke stood near the center, greeting guests like a queen. Ah, welcome. Thank you for coming.
19:53You look beautiful. Her friends, Bisola and Tola, stood close to her. Bisola looked around.
20:00This place is full already. Adoronke smiled proudly. As it should be. Tola leaned close.
20:05So where is our main guest? Adoronke laughed. Relax. He will come. Let him suffer small first.
20:12They laughed together. Time passed. More guests arrived. Plates of food moved around. Drinks
20:17flowed freely. Some guests began to ask questions. Madam, happy birthday. A woman said. But where is
20:24your driver? I heard you invited him. Adoronke smiled like she was waiting for that question.
20:29Oh, he will come. He is probably still confused. The woman laughed. This will be interesting.
20:34Across the hall. Bisola pointed at the door. I'm watching that entrance. I don't want to miss it.
20:41Tola nodded. Same here. Minutes turned into an hour. Still no sign of Sadiq. Adoronke began to
20:47enjoy the waiting too much. Maybe he is scared. She said loudly. Maybe he borrowed clothes that don't
20:52fit. Bisola laughed. Or maybe he is still practicing how to greet rich people. Tola added. He will
20:59probably call you for help. Adoronke checked her phone. No missed call. She smiled. Let him come
21:04when he wants. The longer he waits, the better. Inside another part of the city, Sadiq stood in
21:10front of a mirror. The room was quiet. He was dressed in his three-piece suit. The tailor had
21:15done a good job. The suit fit him like it was made for his body alone. His shoes were polished.
21:20His hair was neat. He looked at himself carefully. You can do this, he said softly. He adjusted his
21:26collar and took a deep breath. His phone buzzed. A message from Adoronke. Where are you? Don't be
21:32late. Sadiq read it and typed back calmly. I am on my way, ma. Back at the hall, Adoronke showed the
21:38message to her friends. See, she said. He is coming. Bisola clapped lightly. Good. I was
21:44getting bored. The music grew louder. The emcee took the microphone. Ladies and gentlemen, he
21:50announced. Let's celebrate the birthday queen of the night. Cheers filled the hall. Adoronke danced
21:56slowly, enjoying every second. Cameras flashed. Phones recorded. After the dance, she returned to
22:02her seat, breathing lightly. She looked around again. Still no Sadiq. Where is he? Tola whispered.
22:08Adoronke frowned slightly. He said he is coming. Another friend joined them. People are asking about
22:14your driver. Adoronke laughed. Tell them to wait. Time passed again. Guests began to settle. Some sat down.
22:20Some stood in groups talking. Bisola leaned closer. Hope he does not disappoint us. He won't,
22:27Adoronke said. Disappointment is his nature. Then the hall door opened slightly as some staff
22:32walked in with more trays. Everyone glanced briefly, then looked away. Adoronke sighed.
22:37This man is wasting my time. She picked up her phone and called Sadiq. The phone rang. Sadiq answered
22:43calmly. Yes, ma. Where are you? She asked sharply. I am close. Ma. He replied. You better be.
22:50She said. Don't come looking foolish. Yes, ma. She ended the call and shook her head.
22:56Imagine, she said to her friends. Still stressing me on my birthday. Bisola smiled. The wait will be
23:02worth it. Suddenly, the music lowered. Not because the DJ planned it. But because people near the door
23:08started murmuring. Small whispers moved across the hall like wind. Adoronke noticed. She turned
23:13slowly. What is happening? She asked. Bisola's eyes stayed on the entrance. Tola stood up slightly
23:19from her seat. Then the hall door opened fully. The room began to quiet down. Heads turned.
23:25Phones slowly lifted. Adoronke felt something strange in her chest. She stood up. Eyes fixed
23:30on the door. For a moment, no one spoke. The door stayed open. And someone stepped inside.
23:36The hall went silent. The person who stepped inside was Sadiq. For a second, nobody moved.
23:42The music stayed low. The light stayed bright. But the hall felt frozen. Like time had stopped
23:47just to look at him. Sadiq walked in slowly. Not rushing. Not dragging his feet. He was wearing
23:52a dark three-piece suit that fit him like it belonged to his body. The jacket sat well on
23:56his shoulders. The trousers fell clean to his shoes. His white shirt was crisp. His tie was
24:01neat. His shoes shined under the lights. He did not look around like he was lost. He did
24:06not bend his head. He walked straight. Whispers started at the door. Then spread like fire.
24:11Who is that? Is he a celebrity? I swear I've seen him somewhere before.
24:15Phones lifted quietly. A few camera flashes popped without warning. Sadiq kept walking.
24:21At the center of the hall, Adoranke stood stiff. Her mouth opened slightly. Then closed again.
24:26Her smile disappeared so fast it was like it was never there. Baisola grabbed her arm.
24:30Wait. Baisola whispered. Is that? Is that your driver? Adoranke did not answer.
24:36Tola leaned forward. Eyes wide. No. That can't be him. Sadiq took another step. Another.
24:42The space around him seemed to open on its own. People moved aside without being asked.
24:47Some smiled at him. Some stared in shock. Adoranke's heart began to beat fast.
24:52That's not possible. She muttered. That's not how he looks. Baisola whispered again.
24:57Her voice low. Adoranke. That is Sadiq. Adoranke swallowed hard. No, she said. No, no, no.
25:04Sadiq stopped a few steps into the hall. He looked around calmly. Like someone taking in a room he
25:09belonged in. His eyes moved slowly. Not greedy. Not scared. Then his eyes met Adoranke's. For a
25:16brief moment, everything between them flashed. Every insult. Every laugh. Every time she talked
25:21down on him. Sadiq's face did not change. He nodded once. Politely. Good evening, Ma. He said.
25:28His voice was calm. Clear. Steady. People around them heard it. Ma. Someone whispered.
25:34Baisola's mouth fell open. Adoranke forced a laugh that sounded wrong. Sadiq? She said loudly.
25:40You. You came. Yes. Ma. He replied. Happy birthday. Silence followed his words. Then someone clapped.
25:48Slowly. Another person joined. Soon. A few claps spread. Confused but impressed. Adoranke felt her
25:55knees weaken slightly. She grabbed the back of her chair. Tala leaned close and whispered.
25:59Why does he look like this? Adoranke hissed back. I don't know. A woman nearby turned to her friend.
26:06That man is fine. Another whispered. His walk. Did you see his walk? Sadiq took a few more steps
26:12forward. A man in a cream suit stepped out of the crowd and smiled at him. Good evening. The man said
26:17warmly. Welcome. Good evening, sir. Sadiq replied. The man nodded with respect. You look sharp. Thank you,
26:24sir. Adoranke watched the exchange, her stomach tight. That man doesn't greet me like that.
26:29She muttered. He doesn't talk to me like that. Bissola did not answer. Her eyes were still on
26:35Sadiq. Another woman stepped closer to Sadiq, smiling wide. Are you one of the guests? She asked.
26:41Yes. Sadiq said politely. Oh. The woman laughed softly. You look amazing. Thank you, he replied.
26:48She giggled and touched her hair. Please. Can we take a picture? Sadiq hesitated for a second,
26:53then nodded. All right. The camera flashed. Adoranke's breath caught in her throat.
26:58What is happening? She whispered. Tola shook her head slowly. This is not what we planned.
27:04The emcee, still holding the microphone, looked confused. Ah. He said slowly. Welcome. Welcome.
27:11Please make yourself comfortable. Sadiq nodded again and moved toward the sitting area.
27:15As he passed by Adoranke, she spoke quickly. Sadiq, she said in a low voice, forcing a smile.
27:22You didn't tell me you had this kind of suit. Sadiq looked at her. You didn't ask,
27:26Ma. He replied gently. The words were simple, but they landed heavy. Adoranke's smile froze.
27:33Baisola stared at Sadiq as he walked away. Since. When is he this tall? She asked quietly.
27:39Tola replied. All this calm. They watched as Sadiq took a seat at an empty table.
27:43Almost immediately, two women joined him. Can we sit here? One asked. Yes. Sadiq said.
27:50They smiled and sat. Adoranke's chest fell tight. This is my party. She said under her breath.
27:56Why is everyone looking at him? Baisola did not respond. She was too busy watching Sadiq laugh
28:01lightly at something one of the women said. That laugh, Baisola murmured. It's nice.
28:06Adoranke turned sharply. Baisola. Baisola blinked. What? You're staring. Adoranke said.
28:13Baisola looked away quickly. I was just surprised. Across the hall, a group of men whispered among
28:18themselves. That guy has presence. He looks like a model. Who invited him? Someone answered.
28:24The celebrant. He's her driver. Laughter followed. But it was not mocking. It was disbelief.
28:30Adoranke overheard and felt heat rise to her face. She marched towards Sadiq's table.
28:35Sadiq. She said loudly. Come here. The women at the table looked up. Sadiq stood calmly. Yes.
28:41Ma? Why are you sitting there? She asked, smiling too hard. You should stay close. People may need you.
28:47Sadiq nodded. All right. Ma. He turned to the women. Excuse me. No problem. One of them said.
28:55Still smiling. We will talk later. Sadiq walked back toward Adoranke. As he stood beside her,
29:01the difference between them felt strange. He looked confident. She looked unsure.
29:05Adoranke leaned closer and whispered. What are you doing? Attending the party? Sadiq replied softly.
29:11She frowned. Don't overdo it. I'm not, Ma, he said. Baisola watched them closely.
29:17Sadiq. Baisola suddenly said, smiling. You clean up well. Thank you, Ma, he replied.
29:23Her smile stayed longer than needed. Adoranke noticed. She laughed loudly. Ah. He borrowed
29:29the suit. You know drivers. Sadiq said nothing. A man nearby turned and asked. Borrowed? From where?
29:36Adoranke waved her hand. You know, somewhere. The man nodded slowly, not convinced. Music started
29:42again. Louder this time. People began to dance. Sadiq stood quietly. Watching. A woman approached
29:49him again. Would you like to dance? Sadiq smiled politely. Maybe later. She laughed. I'll be
29:55waiting. Adoranke felt something slip from her grip. This was not the night she planned. Baisola leaned
30:01closer again. Her voice softer now. Adoranke. You never told me your driver was like this. Adoranke.
30:07Snapped. Like what? Baisola paused. Then said. Like. This. She gestured toward Sadiq. Who was now
30:15talking calmly with two men who listened with interest. Adoranke watched them laugh at something
30:19he said. For the first time that night. She felt small. And across the hall. As Sadiq spoke and
30:25smiled under the bright lights. One thing became clear. The joke had changed direction. And it was
30:30no longer funny for the person who planned it. The music grew louder. And the party moved into full swing.
30:35People danced. Glasses. Clinked. Laughter filled the hall. But even with all the noise. Something
30:41had clearly changed. The center of attention was no longer Adoranke. It was Sadiq. At first.
30:47Adoranke tried to ignore it. She smiled for pictures. She danced when the camera came close.
30:53She laughed loudly so people would hear her. But her eyes kept moving on their own. Always finding
30:58Sadiq. He was standing near the side now. Talking with a small group. Two women leaned in close to him.
31:03Laughing at whatever he said. One of them touched his arm lightly as she spoke. Adoranke's jaw tightened.
31:09Bisola noticed it too. Ah. Bisola said softly. People really like him. Adoranke forced a laugh.
31:15They like novelty. It will pass. But it did not pass. Another woman joined the group around Sadiq.
31:21Then another. Soon. It looked like a small circle had formed. With Sadiq at the center.
31:27Tola leaned close to Adoranke. Your driver is becoming popular. Adoranke snapped.
31:31He is not my driver tonight. Tola blinked. What? I mean. Adoranke corrected herself quickly.
31:38He is a guest. Let him enjoy. But her voice lacked confidence. Across the hall. One of the women
31:44smiled brightly at Sadiq. You're very calm. She said. Most men here are trying too hard.
31:50Sadiq smiled lightly. I'm just enjoying the night. She tilted her head. What do you do? Sadiq paused for
31:56half a second. I drive. Her eyes widened. You drive. Like for fun? Sadiq shook his head gently.
32:03For work. She stared at him. Surprised. Then laughed softly. I never would have guessed.
32:08Another woman jumped in. Same here. You carry yourself well. Thank you. Sadiq replied. A man
32:14nearby listened closely. You don't talk like most drivers. Sadiq met his eyes. People are many things,
32:20sir. Work is just one of them. The man nodded slowly. True. Adoranke overheard that last part.
32:27She stepped forward quickly. Sadiq. She said with a sharp smile. Are you okay? You've been standing
32:32for long. Yes. Ma. Sadiq said calmly. You can sit. She added. Or maybe help around. One of the women
32:40frowned. Help around? Adoranke laughed quickly. Oh. I mean. You know. He likes to stay busy.
32:46Sadiq looked at Adoranke. Then back at the woman. I'm fine. He said. The woman smiled. Good. Don't go
32:53anywhere. Adoranke felt heat rise in her face. She turned away sharply. This is nonsense. She muttered.
33:00Bysola followed her. Adoranke. Calm down. Did you hear the way they talked to him? Adoranke hissed.
33:07Like he belongs here. Bysola hesitated. Maybe he does. Adoranke spun around. What did you say? I mean.
33:13Bysola corrected herself quickly. People are just curious. Adoranke shook her head. This was
33:19supposed to be fun. From across the hall. A man with a camera lifted it again. He had been watching
33:24quietly for some time. He wore black and moved like someone who knew where to stand. He snapped
33:29another picture of Sadiq. This time as Sadiq laughed at something one of the women said. The
33:34camera clicked. Sadiq noticed and looked up. Oh. He said. Sorry. Did I block your shot? The man smiled.
33:41Not at all. You are the shot. Sadiq blinked. Me? Yes. The man said. You have a good look.
33:48Sadiq nodded politely. Thank you. The man lowered his camera. I post event photos online.
33:54People like faces. Okay. Sadiq said. Another camera flash went off from a different angle.
33:59Adoranke saw it. Why is that man taking pictures of him? She asked sharply. Tola shrugged. Maybe he
34:06thinks he's important. Adoranke scoffed. Important because of my party. But the words sounded weak.
34:11Even to her. The MC called for attention again. Ladies and gentlemen. Food is served. People
34:17cheered and moved toward the tables. Sadiq stood back. Letting others pass. One of the women touched
34:22his arm again. Come sit with us. She said. Sadiq hesitated. Are you sure? Of course. She replied.
34:29You're part of the party. He followed them to the table. Adoranke watched from a distance.
34:34Gripping her drink too tightly. That seat. She whispered. That is where my clients sit.
34:40Vsola glanced at her. You didn't reserve it. Adoranke stayed quiet. At the table. Sadiq listened
34:46more than he spoke. When he did speak. People listened. He smiled. He nodded. He did not brag.
34:52He did not explain himself. That calm made people lean in more. One of the women said. You should
34:57model. Sadiq laughed softly. No. Why not? She asked. I don't think about things like that.
35:04He replied. Another woman shook her head. You should. You have the face. A man added. And the
35:10walk. Sadiq smiled again. Thank you. Across the hall. Adoranke sat down heavily. They are acting
35:16like he is better than me. She said. Vsola looked uncomfortable. No one said that. But they are
35:22thinking it. Adoranke snapped. She stood up suddenly and walked toward the DJ. Turn up the music. She ordered.
35:28This place is dull. The DJ obeyed. Music blasted. Lights flashed. But even with the louder sound,
35:35I still moved toward Sadiq. A few minutes later, Sadiq's phone vibrated in his pocket. He checked
35:40it quietly. A notification. Someone had tagged him in a photo. He opened it. It was the picture the man
35:47with the camera had taken. The caption read. Who is this guy? The photo already had likes. Sadiq frowned
35:53slightly. Then locked his phone. Adoranke noticed him looking at his screen. What is he checking?
35:58She asked. Tola shrugged. Probably begging someone for help. But Sadiq's phone vibrated again. And
36:04again. He checked it once more. More likes. More comments. Fine man. Where did he come from? He looks
36:11like a model. Sadiq swallowed slowly. One of the women noticed his expression. Everything okay? Yes,
36:17he said. Just messages. She smiled. Popular already. He laughed lightly. Across the hall. Adoranke felt
36:25something twist inside her. She grabbed Bisola's arm. This is getting out of hand. Baisola said
36:30nothing. Another vibration hit Sadiq's phone. Then another. He stepped aside politely and checked it.
36:36This time, a message came through from an unknown number. Hello. This is Kemi. I saw your photo from the
36:42event. You have a strong look. Sadiq stared at the message. Then, another followed. Are you signed
36:48to any agency? Sadiq's chest rose and fell slowly. He typed carefully. No. The reply came almost
36:55instantly. We should talk. Sadiq locked his phone and slipped it back into his pocket. He looked up.
37:01The hall looked the same. But it felt different now. The laughter. The lights. The people. Something
37:06had shifted. Adoranke watched him from across the room. Her heart beating faster for reasons she did not
37:12understand. The party continued. But somewhere between the music and the flashing lights,
37:16the night had stopped being about her. And Sadiq's phone buzzed again. Quietly. Like the future
37:21knocking without asking for permission. The party slowly began to calm down. Not because people were
37:26tired. But because the night had reached that soft moment when guests stopped dancing and started
37:31talking deeply. Shoes were kicked off under tables. Jackets were loosened. Laughter became slower and
37:36closer. Sadiq stood near a quiet corner. Holding a glass of water. His phone stayed silent for a
37:42few minutes now. Like it was resting after too much noise. Adoranke watched him from across the
37:46hall. She did not like the calm on his face. It made her uneasy. She leaned toward Bisola.
37:52Why is he standing like that? She asked. Like he owns the place. Bisola shrugged. He's just
37:58standing. No. Adoranke snapped. Look at him. He's too relaxed. Bisola said nothing. Sadiq's phone
38:05buzzed again. He checked it this time. Slower than before. A message popped up. Hi. This is
38:10Kemi. I work with a modeling agency. I hope you got my earlier message. Sadiq's fingers froze on
38:16the screen. Another message followed. I'm at the event. I would love to speak with you for a minute.
38:22Sadiq lifted his head slowly. He looked around the hall. Near the far side, close to the wall,
38:27stood a woman in a simple black dress. She was not loud. She was not dancing. She watched people
38:32quietly. Like someone counting steps in her head. When their eyes met, she raised her hands slightly.
38:38Sadiq's heart beat faster. He took a deep breath and walked toward her. As he passed Adoranke's
38:43table, she noticed his movement. Where is he going? She asked sharply. Tola followed his direction with
38:49her eyes. He's walking toward that woman. Adoranke frowned. Who is she? I don't know. Bisola said.
38:56She's been standing there for a while. Adoranke stood up quickly and followed them. Not too close,
39:02but close enough to hear. Sadiq stopped in front of the woman. Hello. He said politely. She smiled.
39:08Hi. I'm Kemi. Nice to meet you, Sadiq replied. Likewise, she said. I hope I'm not disturbing you.
39:15No, Sadiq said quickly. It's okay. Kemi looked at him closely. Then nodded. You have a strong
39:21presence. Thank you, Sadiq said. She folded her arms gently. Have you ever modeled before?
39:27Sadiq hesitated. Yes, he said. A long time ago. Kemi's eyes brightened. I knew it. Your walk gives it
39:34away. Sadiq smiled lightly. Life happened. Kemi nodded slowly. It always does. Adoranke stood a
39:41few steps away, pretending to talk to someone else, but her ears were open. Kemi continued.
39:46I saw your picture online tonight. It's already moving fast. Sadiq frowned slightly. I didn't plan
39:52for that. I know, Kemi said. That's why it's good. She paused. Would you be open to coming in for an
39:58audition? Sadiq's chest rose and fell. An audition? The word hit him like a door opening. I... I drive
40:05now. He said carefully. Kemi smiled. Driving does not erase skill. Adoranke's breath caught. What did
40:11she say? She whispered to herself. Sadiq asked softly. What kind of audition? Kemi replied. A simple
40:18one. Just to see where you are. Sadiq nodded slowly. Okay. Kemi smiled wider. Good. I'll send you the
40:25details. She pulled out her phone and sent a message. Sadiq's phone buzzed immediately.
40:30Adoranke clenched her fists. This is nonsense. She muttered. Kemi added. No pressure. Just come
40:36as you are. Sadiq smiled. Thank you. They shook hands. As Sadiq turned to walk away, Adoranke
40:42stepped forward. Excuse me. She said sharply. Who are you? Kemi turned calmly. I'm Kemi. And what are
40:49you doing with my driver? Adoranke asked. Sadiq stiffened slightly. Kemi looked from Adoranke
40:54to Sadiq. Then back. I'm talking to him. Adoranke forced a laugh. About what? Work? Kemi replied
41:01simply. Adoranke's smile cracked. Work? He already has work. Kemi nodded. For now. The words hung in
41:08the air. Adoranke laughed again. Louder this time. You people joke too much. Kemi smiled politely. I
41:15don't joke with my work. Sadiq stood quiet between them. Adoranke turned to him sharply. Sadiq. You
41:21didn't tell me you were looking for another job. Sadiq met her eyes. You didn't ask. Ma. The same
41:26words again. Adoranke felt her chest tighten. Kemi checked her watch. I'll let you get back to the
41:32party. We'll talk soon. She nodded at Sadiq and walked away. Adoranke grabbed Sadiq's arm and pulled
41:38him aside. What was that? She hissed. She asked me to come for an audition. Sadiq said calmly. Audition
41:44for what? Adoranke snapped. Modeling? He replied. Adoranke burst out laughing. Modeling? You? Yes. Ma?
41:53Sadiq said. She shook her head hard. Don't let this party enter your head. It's not the party. Sadiq
41:59replied quietly. It's my past. Adoranke scoffed. Past? Please. She leaned closer. Listen to me. Don't
42:07embarrass yourself. People say many things when they drink. They weren't drinking. Sadiq said. Adoranke
42:13straightened up. Are you arguing with me? No, Ma. Sadiq replied. I'm just answering. She stared at
42:19him for a long moment, then turned away sharply. This is not serious, she muttered. The party ended
42:25later that night. Guests hugged. Cars lined up again. Staff cleaned quietly. Adoranke left the
42:31hall without saying much. Sadiq followed behind and drove her home. Inside the car, silence filled the
42:37space. Halfway through the drive, Adoranke spoke. Don't forget who you are, she said coldly.
42:42Sadiq kept his eyes on the road. I know who I am, Ma. She scoffed. You are a driver. Sadiq did not
42:49reply. When they reached the house, Adoranke got down without looking at him. Be at work early
42:54tomorrow, she said. We have meetings. Yes, Ma, Sadiq replied. That night, Sadiq did not sleep much.
43:02He sat on his bed, phone in hand, reading the audition message again and again. The address. The time.
43:07The simple words. Come as you are. The next morning, he woke up early. Earlier than usual.
43:13He ironed his shirt slowly. He polished his shoes. He moved with care. At work, Adoranke watched him
43:20closely. You look too happy, she said. I'm fine, Ma, Sadiq replied. Don't forget your place, she warned.
43:27Yes, Ma, he said. That afternoon, while waiting in the car outside a building, Sadiq's phone buzzed
43:34again. Another message from Kemi. Just a reminder. Tomorrow, by 10 a.m. Sadiq typed back. I'll be
43:41there. Adoranke opened the car door suddenly. Who are you texting? She asked. Someone, Sadiq replied.
43:48She frowned. Someone, or that woman. Sadiq paused. The audition is tomorrow, Ma. Adoranke laughed sharply.
43:56Good. Go and see. She leaned closer. When you come back disappointed. Don't cry. Sadiq nodded. I won't.
44:03The next day arrived quickly. Sadiq dressed simply and neatly. He arrived at the audition
44:08hall early. Inside, bright lights filled the space. People moved around with clipboards.
44:14Kemi stood near the front. When she saw Sadiq, she smiled. You came, she said. Yes, he replied.
44:20She handed him a number. Let's see what you can do. Sadiq took a deep breath. As he stepped
44:25forward, memories rushed back. The walk. The lights. The silence before applause. He walked. Slow.
44:32Steady. Confident. The room grew quiet. Someone whispered. He's good. Another nodded. Very good.
44:40After it ended, Kemi smiled wide. Welcome back, she said. Sadiq exhaled slowly. That evening,
44:46Adoranke sat in her living room, scrolling through her phone. She paused. A familiar face filled the
44:52screen. Sadiq. Walking. Confident. Captioned with words she did not like. She sat up straight.
44:58What? She whispered. Her heart dropped. Because deep inside, she knew. Something had started.
45:05And it would not stop. The next few days felt strange for Sadiq. Life did not change all at
45:10once. But it no longer stayed the same either. On Monday morning, Sadiq still woke up early.
45:15He still wore his simple shirt and trousers. He still arrived at Adoranke's house before sunrise
45:20and cleaned the car. But something inside him had shifted. Adoranke noticed it.
45:24You are quiet, she said as she entered the car. I'm always quiet, ma. Sadiq replied. No,
45:31she said sharply. This one is different. She studied him through the mirror. Did they call you again?
45:36Yes, ma, Sadiq said honestly. Adoranke laughed. But it sounded thin. These people don't rest.
45:43She crossed her arms. Don't forget your work. Yes, ma, Sadiq replied. But even as he said it,
45:49his phone buzzed inside his pocket. At the traffic light, when Adoranke was busy on her phone,
45:55Sadiq glanced down. A message from Kemi. Good news. They loved you. His heart skipped.
46:01Another message followed. They want to offer you a contract. Sadiq's hands tightened slightly on the
46:06steering wheel. At the office, Adoranke stepped out of the car and walked inside without saying thank
46:11you, as usual. Sadiq parked and waited. His phone buzzed again. Can you come in this afternoon to
46:17discuss details? Sadiq typed back slowly. Yes. That afternoon, Sadiq sat in a small office with
46:23white walls. Kemi sat across from him with a folder on the table. You did very well, she said. They
46:29were impressed. Sadiq nodded. Thank you. She slid the folder toward him. This is the offer. He opened
46:35it carefully. Money. His name. Photoshoots. Runway shows. It felt unreal. I still drive, Sadiq said quietly.
46:44I need time. Kemi smiled. We understand. But opportunities don't wait forever. Sadiq nodded
46:50again. I just need to think, he said. Of course. She replied. But not too long. That night, Sadiq lay
46:58on his bed staring at the ceiling. His phone rested on his chest. He thought of his mother. He thought
47:03of the old photos. He thought of the way people looked at him at the party. Then he thought of
47:08Aderonke. The insults. The laughter. The way she said his life was nothing. He sat up slowly. I can't
47:14stay halfway. He whispered to himself. The next morning, Sadiq arrived at work as usual. Aderonke
47:20was already upset. Why is traffic bad today? She complained as soon as she entered the car.
47:25I'll find another route, ma. Sadiq said. She sighed loudly. This city will kill someone. As they drove,
47:32her phone rang. Yes? She answered sharply. Her tone changed halfway through the call. Oh? Really?
47:39She said. I'll get back to you. She ended the call and frowned. What is it? Sadiq asked carefully.
47:45Nothing. She snapped. Just business. But her fingers shook slightly. Later that day, Sadiq received
47:52another message. We need your answer. Kemi wrote. Sadiq took a deep breath. He replied. I accept.
47:58Within minutes, his phone rang. Kemi's voice came through bright and happy. Welcome. Thank you,
48:04Sadiq said softly. You'll need to stop driving, she added gently. This will take your full time.
48:10Sadiq closed his eyes for a second. I know. That evening, Sadiq knocked on Aderonke's office door.
48:16She looked up, surprised. What is it? Can I speak with you, ma? He asked. She rolled her eyes.
48:23Make it fast. Sadiq stood straight. I got a job offer. She laughed. Another joke?
48:28No, ma. He said calmly. I accepted it. Aderonke's smile faded. Accepted what? A modeling contract,
48:36Sadiq replied. Silence filled the room. You're joking, she said slowly. No, ma. Her face hardened.
48:43So what are you saying? I'm resigning, Sadiq said. I'll work till the end of the week.
48:48Aderonke stood up so fast her chair moved back. You can't resign, she snapped. I didn't give you
48:53permission. Sadiq kept his voice steady. I don't need permission, ma. Her eyes widened. Is this
48:59because of that party? No, Sadiq replied. It's because of my life. She laughed sharply. You think
49:05you are better now? No, ma, he said. I just want more. Aderonke pointed at him. You will fail.
49:12Sadiq nodded. Maybe. But I have to try. She turned away in anger. Leave my office. Yes, ma. Sadiq said.
49:20That was the last time he called her that. The week passed quickly. On his final day,
49:25Sadiq returned the car keys and thanked the security guard at the gate. He walked out without
49:29looking back. Aderonke watched him leave from her window. She told herself she didn't care.
49:34But her chest felt heavy. Weeks passed. Sadiq's life changed fast. He attended fittings. He
49:40practiced walking. He stood under bright lights again. His face appeared online. Then on posters.
49:45Then on billboards, people started recognizing him. Are you Sadiq? They asked. Yes, he replied.
49:52Aderonke noticed the change too. Her friends stopped calling as much. Meetings got cancelled.
49:58One afternoon, she sat alone in her living room watching TV. A fashion show played on the screen.
50:03Models walked one by one. Then the announcer spoke. Next on the runway, rising star Sadiq. Aderonke froze.
50:10The camera zoomed in. Sadiq walked out. Calm. Confident. Powerful. The audience clapped loudly.
50:17Aderonke's mouth opened slightly. That's him. She whispered. Sadiq walked the runway like he
50:23belonged there. Because he did. The show ended. Aderonke turned off the TV slowly. Her phone buzzed.
50:29A message from Bisola. Isn't that your former driver? Aderonke did not reply. She sat in silence,
50:35staring at the dark screen. Outside, the city moved on. And somewhere else, under bright lights
50:41and loud applause, Sadiq took a bow. Not as a driver, but as himself. Life did not slow down
50:47after that fashion show. It moved faster. For Sadiq, days became full. Full of early mornings,
50:53long fittings, bright lights, and new faces. He traveled from one place to another, sometimes not
50:58even knowing which day it was until someone reminded him. But through all the noise, he stayed the same.
51:03He still woke up early. He still spoke softly. He still listened more than he talked. Only now,
51:09people listened back. One afternoon, Sadiq sat in a large studio. White walls, bright lights,
51:15cameras everywhere. A woman fixed his jacket while another adjusted his collar.
51:20Stand straight, one said. He did. Relax your face, another added. He breathed slowly and did.
51:26The photographer lifted his camera. Perfect, he said. Just like that. The camera clicked again and
51:32again. After the shoot, Sadiq sat quietly, scrolling through his phone. Messages poured in. People he
51:38had not spoken to in years. People who never noticed him before. Congrats. So proud of you. Remember me.
51:45He smiled lightly and locked his phone. Across the city, Adiranki's life moved in the opposite
51:50direction. Her mornings became quiet. Too quiet. No more calls waking her up early. No more assistants
51:56rushing around. No more drivers waiting outside with the car already cleaned. She still had money.
52:02But she had lost something else. Respect. One morning, Adiranki walked into her office and
52:07noticed something strange. The receptionist did not jump up quickly. The greeting was slow.
52:12Good morning. Ma. The receptionist said, without excitement. Adiranki frowned but said nothing.
52:18Inside her office, she sat down and checked her emails. Two clients had cancelled meetings.
52:23Another asked to reschedule indefinitely. She slammed her laptop shut. What is happening?
52:28She muttered. Her phone buzzed. She picked it up quickly. It was Bisola. Adiranki. Bisola said
52:35carefully. Are you okay? Why wouldn't I be? Adiranki snapped. Bisola hesitated. Some people are
52:41talking. Talking about what? Adiranki demanded. Bisola sighed. About how you treated Sadiq. Adiranki laughed
52:48sharply. That again? It's spreading, Bisola said. People are saying you mocked him when he was
52:54nothing. Adiranki's chest tightened. I gave him work. Yes, Bisola replied. But you also laughed at
53:00him. Adiranki said nothing. Later that day, Adiranki attended a small business gathering. She
53:06dressed well. She smiled. She tried to act like nothing had changed. But something had. People greeted
53:11her. But they did not stay. They talked briefly. Then moved away. She noticed whispers. Eyes glancing at her.
53:18Then away. Then she heard it. Isn't she the one? The one that mocked that model? That driver guy.
53:24Adiranki's hands shook slightly. She turned and left early. That night. She sat alone in her living
53:30room. The TV played softly. But she was not watching. Her phone buzzed. Another message. From a former
53:36client. We've decided to go in a different direction. She dropped the phone on the couch. Across the city.
53:42Sadiq stood on a balcony. Looking at the lights below. Kemi stood beside him. You're doing well.
53:47She said. I'm learning. Sadiq replied. She smiled. People like you. Sadiq nodded. I'm grateful.
53:55She leaned on the railing. You know, your story inspires people. Sadiq looked at her. I didn't
54:00plan it. That's why it works. She said. The next week, Sadiq appeared on a billboard. Big. Clear.
54:07His name written boldly beneath his face. People stopped to look. Some took pictures. Sadiq passed by
54:13one day in a car and saw it through the window. He stared quietly. I'm still me. He said to himself.
54:19That same day, Adiranki sat in traffic and looked up. She saw the billboard too. Her heart dropped.
54:25She stared at it for a long time. That used to be my driver. She whispered. The car behind her honked.
54:31She moved slowly. Later that evening, Adiranki attended another event. Smaller than before. Fewer
54:37people. As she stood alone with a drink, she saw a familiar face enter. Sadiq. The room reacted
54:43instantly. Heads turned. Smiles spread. People walked toward him. Adiranki froze. Sadiq had not
54:49seen her yet. He greeted people politely. Shaking hands. Smiling softly. Someone touched his shoulder.
54:56We're glad you came. Thank you. Sadiq replied. Adiranki's chest tightened. She watched as people
55:01gathered around him. Laughing. Asking questions. Treating him with respect. The same respect.
55:07She once denied him. Sadiq finally noticed her. Their eyes met. For a second. Neither moved. Then,
55:13Sadiq nodded. Not with pride. Not with anger. Just a simple nod. Good evening. He said as he walked
55:20closer. Adiranki swallowed hard. Good evening. Silence sat between them. She searched his face for
55:25something. Pride. Revenge. Mockery. She found none. You're doing well. She said quietly. Yes.
55:33Sadiq replied. Thank you. She hesitated. I didn't know you had. This. Sadiq looked at her calmly.
55:40Most people didn't. She nodded slowly. I guess. I was wrong. Sadiq did not smile. He did not frown.
55:46He simply said. Life teaches all of us. She looked down. I thought inviting you that day would be funny.
55:52Sadiq nodded. I know. She looked up quickly. Do you hate me? Sadiq thought for a moment. No. He said.
56:00But I learned from you. She frowned. Learned what? How not to treat people? He replied gently. The words
56:06hit harder than anger ever could. Adiranki looked away. I'm sorry. She said. Almost too low to hear.
56:13Sadiq nodded once. I accept. People began calling Sadiq from across the room. He turned to leave.
56:19Take care. He said. You too. Adiranki replied. She watched him walk away. Surrounded by smiles and
56:25laughter. The same hall. The same lights. But the roles had changed. Weeks later. Adiranki sat in her
56:32house. Packing some files into a box. Her business had shrunk. Not gone. But humbled. She moved slower
56:38now. Thought deeper. Sadiq's life. On the other hand. Kept rising. More shows. More contracts. More travel.
56:45But he never forgot where he came from. One morning. He visited his old street. He greeted
56:50neighbors. He smiled. Ah Sadiq. Someone shouted. We saw you on TV. He laughed. It's still me.
56:58That evening. He sat alone and looked at the old wooden box under his bed. The photos. The suit
57:02bag. He closed it gently. The story had come full circle. The woman who mocked him lost her power.
57:08The man who stayed quiet found his voice. And the joke that was meant to break him became the door
57:12that set him free. Sadiq stood up. Looked into the mirror. And smiled softly. Not because
57:18he had won. But because he had become exactly who he was meant to be.
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