"Alright," Dayo said finally. "It's about swimming. I found out that some athletes are using drugs to enhance their performance… and I have evidence."
Alice almost jumped out of her chair.
"WHAT?"
Her mind flashed immediately to the day reporters ambushed Dayo, demanding answers, accusing him of doping without shame or proof. Now the same Dayo was saying he had real evidence—names, formulas, coaches, and a full breakdown. It felt like the universe had flipped.
Alice blinked, amused, impressed, and slightly terrified all at once.
"Dayo… you're really ruthless. You know that, right?"
Dayo smirked lightly. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Oh please," Alice rolled her eyes. "Your enemies should be praying."
Dayo exhaled a soft laugh. "Of course they should."
They chatted briefly before ending the call. Dayo stepped outside to film content with Timon, leaving the house with a clear head.
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