5 Years No Child Support from Davido, Waives All Arrears – Sophia Momodu

She woke to a storm of screenshots and shade.

Sophia Momodu‘s phone lit up like a battlefield: trolls dragging her name, accusing her of turning Imade Adeleke—the wide-eyed five-year-old who looks just like her famous father—into a pawn.

Davido‘s 33rd birthday dinner in Atlanta? No Imade. Brother Nicholas Adeleke‘s wedding in the same city? Empty chair where her curls should have been. “You’re poisoning her against family,” the keyboard warriors spat. “Bitter ex, blocking the Adeleke glow-up.”

Sophia, the fashion curator with the unshakeable poise, didn’t clap back in the heat. She waited for the sun to rise over Lagos, then penned a manifesto on Instagram Stories that cut deeper than any diss track.

“I have not received child support from her father,” she wrote, the words landing like quiet thunder. “But our child knows no lack.”

Five years. That’s how long Sophia says she’s been Imade‘s anchor—primary caregiver, wallet, world-builder. School fees? Covered by billionaire grandpa Adedeji Adeleke for the last three.

Everything else—rent in the sky-high Lagos sprawl, doctor’s visits that stretch into nights, the quiet luxuries like ballet lessons and bedtime stories? Sophia‘s tab. No cheques from 30BG HQ. No Venmo pings from the OBO empire.

And the access accusations? “I have never denied Davido a relationship with Imade,” she fired back, voice steady as steel. “Instead, I prioritize her safety and structured schedules.” Imade‘s not a prop for parties or photo ops. She’s a girl who needs routines, not red-eye flights to family reunions that feel more like courtrooms.

In a twist that silenced the loudest haters, Sophia revealed she’d just signed off on a mutual pact: waiving all backdated support arrears. No more chasing shadows. She’s going full solo—financially, fiercely—for Imade’s sake. “This leaves me entirely responsible for her welfare,” she said. A mother’s gambit: freedom from the fight, but chained to the load.

Imade, she insists, is thriving. “Happy, healthy, well-rounded. Anyone who’s met her can attest.” No lack in the laughter lines around her eyes, the way she twirls in tutus, the unscarred heart that still calls both parents home.

Davido? Silent so far. No posts, no petals, no public plea. The man who sang “Stand Strong” for his late son, Ifeanyi Adeleke (David Adedeji Adeleke Jr.), hasn’t dropped a bar on this one.

Sophia ended her scroll with a plea wrapped in prayer: “Moving forward, kindly request my innocent child be left out of false narratives. Let’s channel our energy towards things more profitable and healthy.”

In the echo chamber of Naija’s celebrity wars—where baby mamas battle for more than just headlines—this feels like a white flag from the front lines. But the scars? They run deep.

One little girl, two fractured homes. When does the spotlight stop burning the innocent?