Torn Between Two Friends
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  • Votes 19
  • Parties 13
  • Durée 2h 5m
  • LECTURES 212
  • Votes 19
  • Parties 13
  • Durée 2h 5m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement juil. 16, 2023
Folasayo Okunmadewa is a hustling girl, she is a sales rep at a bank and also an usher at series of event. Her life rotates between going to work, ushering at event, hanging out with her friend and going to church. However, things changed when she met Bamiro.
Bamiro Adesina is a rich married guy who runs a multimillion company. His life revolves around his company, his best friends Ore and Bayo, his wife and child and his side chics.  However, things changed  when he met Folasayo.
Oreoluwa Davids is a rich young widower who also run a multimillion company. He lost his wife three years ago just a year after they got married. Since then, he threw his life into growing his company. His life revolves around his company, hanging out with his friends Bamiro and Bayo and getting drunk once in a while. However, things changed when he met Folasayo.
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