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The fight or flight response.

A rather self-explanatory theory

by Professor Walter Bradford Cannon,

that animals have two physiological responses to threats.

To fight or to flee.

But did Professor Walter really account for all animals?

Take this little lady, for example.

She doesn't fight.

She is constantly swiped at and takes flight.

- Maybe it's more like fright in her case. -

It's been eight long years and so much has happened in my life

and in the lives of my three best friends.

Last time we saw Nkem, she had her heart broken

and decided that when it came to men, one was not enough.

But neither were the constant drinking and casual sexploits.

She wanted something more.

So, she swapped steamy nights between the sheets

with years of building portfolios and spreadsheets.

She quickly rose to the top of her investment bank.

But that still wasn't enough.

So, she opened her own wealth advisory.

That was Nkem Onuha,

the CEO of Atlantic Investment, bringing us to the close of the program.

Now, coming up after the break,

we'll be joining the team for News Day. Stay tuned.

- She grew her company quickly. -

And become a thought leader in her field.

But of course, for Nkem

it still wasn't enough.

- When we left Aisha… -

she was reeling from the effects of other women in her relationship.

Once Shareef realized he could lose the best thing that ever happened to him,

he begged her to come home and rededicated himself to her.

He swore that no woman would ever come between them again.

He was wrong.

Just two years later, they would have their little angel, Tawuhida.

This was one threesome Aisha would be happy to accommodate.

Or, so she thought.

- She had all the help money could afford, -

but felt deep shame about having nannies raise her child.

So, she did it all alone

- and hated every minute of it. -

And then there was Ama.

She hadn't changed much in her determination to remain a…

Technical virgin.

She was traumatised by the Lagos dating scene and nearly gave up on love.

- -

But, she was still searching for her person and her purpose.

Then there is me.

Last time you saw me, I had a really difficult decision to make,

between the perfect guy

and the person who I thought was my soulmate.

I ran up that flight of stairs

and I chose to fight.

And I was sure my choice was right.

- Everything was right… -

until it wasn't.

They called it cancer.

But it was theft.

- Life had stolen love from me. -

For a while I thought maybe God was punishing me for my past indiscretions.

For hurting a wonderful man.

And I was ready to spend the rest of my life just…

Making it up to him.

- But I never got the chance. -

- -

After Akin…

- The idea of love disgusted me. -

- Sorry. - Temilola?

It literally made me sick to my stomach.

- Kunle. - Mr. Solanke.

Quite good fortune with the case so far.

Yeah, it's gone much quicker than I expected.

We have the brilliance of Ms. Coker here to thank for that.

I'm sure we do.

I have to run to my next hearing.

Please, do ensure that everything Mr. Otega wants is taken care of.

You have the resources of the firm at your disposal.

Yes, Sir.

Please, my warm regards to your father.

- Of course. - Thank you.

All right, is there anything else I can do for you today, Mr. Otega?

No, there isn't but,

I do want to know if there's anything that I can do for you, Ms. Coker.

Oh, no.

- Oh, no! Okay. -

- Are you all right? - Yes, I'm fine.

I really just need to get back to work.

- Run! Run! No! - Hey.

- -

Madam.

- Hi! - Hello, my loves.

- Hey girl. -

Did you really throw up on a billionaire's son at work today?

- I'm sorry, what? -

What are you talking about?

I've been in court all day working on…

- Otega? - Yeah.

What? Did he say I threw up on him?

Don't listen to Nkem, she's exaggerating.

He said, when he tried to flirt with you,

you um…

Agh man! You know what, darling, we really need to work on your gag reflex. Okay?

Oh, okay.

So, listen. The trick is to relax your throat muscles.

Nkem.

- Wait… - You want me to do that?

Nkem, we're in public.

- What's wrong with you? - Wait.

- No, thank you. - Wait. Wait!

How did you guys find out about this?

He reached out to Shareef to ask about you.

They play polo together.

Nice. He's really doing his research.

And come to think of it, you know,

the indecent wealth is definitely a nice thigh loosener.

- Yeah, amen. - Nkem!

But, Lagos is small, hey.

How did he even know I am friends with you and Shareef?

Well, technically you work for them.

He probably just had his PA call your firm.

Or… he used social media.

- Which technically, we can do too. -

- So! - I'm on it!

- Oh wow! That was fast. -

- Let me see. - Let me see!

He's fine!

I was definitely hoping for more of a thirst trap.

- Come on, Nkem. - No… no!

You girls know I'm definitely not interested

in dating anyone right now.

Let alone a client's son.

Well actually, his father is retiring and he's taking over CNC,

meaning he is the client.

- Please, Temi. - Nkem, leave my hand.

Just send him my way, please.

- Nkem, stop. Nkem! - Please.

- What? - Stop, what are you doing?

Come on, Nkem!

Why are you always joking about sleeping with other people's men?

Joking? Darling, who's joking, please? Me?

- Can't be me. - You girls can play, I really don't care.

I'm not interested, at all.

But he's cute.

- Mh-hmm. - He really is.

By the way…

What did you people tell him?

They told him everything.

The traitors!

Nothing.

Anyway, let me ravish this food

- since you don't want to ravish this man. -

He had all the ammunition he needed to

tear down my meticulously built defenses.

This just came for you, Ma'am.

Dear Temilola Coker,

you are cordially invited to a private gathering of legal minds at The Library

on Awolowo Road, tonight.

Well, of course, it was thrown out by the National Assembly.

It was so shabbily written.

Not to talk of our cultural tendencies.

It was big news in the paper this morning.

Take a look.

That is Dele Awe.

My hero.

Ah, there you are!

How does she know who I am?

We've been expecting you.

Please, welcome Temi to the group.

She's a brilliant young mind.

Well on her way to taking my place as the youngest woman S.A.N ever.

- Good evening. - You're welcome.

- Good to have you. - Thank you.

- You're welcome. - Thank you.

- Nice to have you. - Thank you, Sir.

And she cannot wait to join the club.

I thought her voice could be valuable

in a professional legal setting such as this one.

I see.

Well, I certainly look forward to being impressed by her.

Shall we begin?

Yes.

Right.

Every week for six months, we both showed up.

And time moves very fast when you're doing what you love.

Speaking of love,

suddenly it didn't seem so revolting anymore.

By the time we reached the final course.