I received a sponsorship offer."
Dayo's brows rose.
"…That fast?"
Sharon sounded surprised. "What do you mean?"
There was a short pause on the other end of the line.
"…Never mind," Dayo said as he quickly regained his composure.
"Let me explain it properly," Sharon said.
Dayo exhaled. "Alright. Go on."
"Since the Olympics ended—and especially after Paris—several companies have reached out," she began. "Not inquiries. Not feelers. Formal offers."
That caught his attention.
"Hm, that's nice. Never expected this," Dayo muttered.
"Yes," she replied. "You're trending in too many spaces at once—sports, music—and you're gaining global recognition. Your image is clean, and one of the most interesting things about you is your aggressive, passionate fanbase. So this was inevitable."
"How many?" Dayo asked.
"Pepsi. Adidas. Two tech brands. One luxury lifestyle company," Sharon replied. "There are more watching, but these are the ones who've made a move."
