"Shayla Agrees: DNA Test Is On – But Kai Will Hear About Your Tricks! 🔥 Watch the Full Video Below"

 Shayla (arms crossed, tone sharp): So now you wanna play landlord? Asking for your key back like I’m some stranger? Please.

Anthony (shutting the door behind him, voice tight): Nah, it ain’t even like that. But you not about to be walking up in my house whenever you feel like it. You need to knock. Respect that.

Shayla (smirks): Respect? That’s rich. You rush me off the phone, pop up here like you own the clock, and now you wanna talk about respect? Boy, bye.

Anthony (irritated): What you call me over here for then? It’s damn near midnight.

Shayla (long pause, staring him down): You wanted your precious DNA test, right? Fine. Let’s do it.

Anthony (surprised): For real? You serious right now?

Shayla (coldly): Dead serious. We’ll take your little test. But after that? You don’t gotta worry about Kai no more. Since you so busy questioning, you can go ahead and remove yourself outta the picture completely.

Anthony (snapping back): Man, stop acting like I’m the villain here. Ain’t nobody playing games with you.

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Shayla (steps closer, voice firm): Oh, but you are. And let me tell you something, Anthony—when Kai grows up, he’s gonna know how his so-called daddy doubted him. I’m gonna make sure he knows every single word you said.

Anthony (raising his voice): Don’t do that! Don’t twist this like I don’t care about my son. That ain’t fair.

Shayla (cutting him off, bitter laugh): Fair? You doubted him. You doubted me. And when that test proves he’s yours, the only fool standing here will be you.

Anthony (angry, stepping forward): This ain’t about Kai. This about Iman, and you know it.

Shayla (laughs in his face): Oh, there it is. The Iman excuse. You really think this is about him? You just can’t stand the fact I moved on, same way you did. Don’t forget, Anthony—you walked away.

Anthony (gritting teeth): I ain’t mad.

Shayla (mocking): Not mad? Look at you—pressed over a test we already did twice.

Anthony (pointing at her): Nah, those were your tests. I’m doing mine. End of story.

Shayla (snaps, voice rising): Then do it! Play your little game. I’ll play right along. But when that paper comes back and proves what I already know? The only clown in this room gonna be you.

Anthony (staring at her, jaw tight): You something else, Shayla.

Shayla (smirking, full of venom): And proud of it. I’m good. I’m thriving. You? You lost. Drowning in your own doubts.

Anthony (pauses, nods slowly): Fine. Let’s do it then.

Shayla (leaning in, whispering like a threat): Oh, we will. And when Kai’s old enough? He’ll know every detail. Every question. Every doubt. Every time you second-guessed him. That’s your legacy.

Anthony (voice low, frustrated): Shayla—

Shayla (snapping): Don’t “Shayla” me. Bring your test. I’ll be waiting.

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🔥 This version hits harder because:

Shayla is vicious but calm, like she’s waiting to destroy him.

Anthony keeps trying to defend himself, but she cuts him down every time.

The Iman angle feels like a real relationship wound, not just a side note.

The ending feels like a threat hanging in the air—realistic and messy.