Anthony Stunned 😳 Over $15K Party Bill—Shayla Exposes His Double Standards! 🔥 Scroll Down for Full Drama 👇

 Anthony Stunned 😳 Over $15K Party Bill—Shayla Exposes His Double Standards! 🔥

[Scene: Shayla’s living room. Papers and a party planner’s folder are on the coffee table. Shayla sits with a notepad while Anthony walks in.]

Anthony: (smiling) Hey, I got your text. What’s going on?

Shayla: (calm, flipping through papers) Oh, hey. So I met with the planner, locked down the venue, catering, and décor. Everything is ready for Kai’s birthday. I just need you to handle the payment.

Anthony: (nodding) Alright, cool. What we talking about? How much is this running?

Shayla: (serious tone) Well, you know this is a big day. Our son is turning one. This is one of the most important birthdays of his life. We gotta make it special. So I need you to show up and handle this like the father you are.

Anthony: (leaning forward) Yeah, I’ll be there. But how much is it?

Shayla: Fifteen thousand.

Anthony: (chokes) Fifteen what?! Fifteen thousand dollars for a one-year-old birthday party?!

Shayla: (leaning back, unimpressed) Don’t act brand new, Anthony. Did you question Amber when she spent seventy-five grand on furniture for her house? Or when you dropped twenty thousand on her ring? Did that concern you then? Or are you only concerned when it comes to your own son?

Anthony: (defensive) Shayla, it’s not like that. I want my son to have a great birthday, but—

Shayla: (cutting him off, voice rising) But what? So let me get this straight—you’ll throw away money on a woman who cheated on you, but when it comes to your own blood, your son, suddenly you need to budget?

Anthony: (rubbing his forehead) I’m just saying… fifteen thousand for a party he won’t even remember—it feels excessive.

Shayla: (slams papers on the table) Excessive?! That’s nothing to you, Anthony. The venue alone is almost six! This is your son’s day, and you questioning it like he’s not worth it.

Anthony: (sighs) Where’s Kai anyway? I don’t hear him.

Shayla: (coldly) He’s with my mom. I needed a break. Is that a problem?

Anthony: (shrugs) I’m just asking why my son isn’t here with you, that’s all.

Shayla: (stands, pointing at him) Oh, I see. Now you got questions. But when Amber asked, you had answers—and your wallet wide open. For me, I gotta beg, put on a maid outfit, bend over the counter, just to get you to look at me. Spend an unlimited amount on Amber, but for me and your son, suddenly I gotta prove something.

Anthony: (quiet, almost defeated) Alright. I’ll get you the money.

Shayla: (smirks) Thought so.

Anthony: (mutters) Is that all?

Shayla: (sarcastic) Yeah, that’s all. You’ll show up as the donor while I do everything else. But at least I handle my job without complaints.

[Anthony stands frozen, stunned by her words. Shayla grabs the papers, walks off, leaving him speechless in the living room.]