In a heart-wrenching saga that has left a family shattered, Cecilia Adomah, the grief-stricken mother of the late Kikibees CEO, vehemently denies the claims surrounding her son’s tragic demise.
Amidst the swirling rumors of suicide and drug influence, as reportedly suggested by the police in court, Mrs. Adomah stands firm, painting a vivid picture of her son that starkly contrasts with the sensationalized version depicted by the authorities.
In an emotional interview with Bigscout Media, sighted by zionfelix.net, Mrs. Adomah passionately defended her son’s character. She described him as a vibrant, successful, and responsible young businessman, dismissing any notion that he would take his own life or jeopardize his future with drugs.
With tear-filled eyes, she revealed that she had spent quality time with her son just a week before the fateful incident in Ghana. Recounting their last moments together in Amsterdam, she shared the intimate details of his departure. “My son, Ben, that I know isn’t a drug addict,” she exclaimed, her voice trembling with grief. “He isn’t a drug addict. Jesus Christ! Ben came to visit me and spent a week here in Amsterdam, before leaving for Ghana. He even hugged me, kissed me, and we prayed together. He left here around 1 am. It was his friend who came to pick him up.”
Mrs. Adomah, struggling to comprehend the shocking turn of events, questioned the authenticity of the reports surrounding her son’s alleged suicide. “Why would Ben even want to kill himself?” she cried out, her pain palpable. “He is a responsible man with a wife and kids. He is hardworking and successful. So, what is he looking for in life that he doesn’t have? I was shocked. My son is very sober, loves humanity, and trusts easily, maybe that’s what landed us in this situation.”
The grieving mother further revealed the devastating manner in which she learned of her son’s passing. “I heard it when I was in church on Sunday,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “A lady called me on the phone to tell me about it. Exactly around that time, my daughter’s friends were around, so they quickly snatched the phone from me. Other people came to tell me that Ben is injured, so he is receiving treatment. At that moment, I was taken home, but I kept asking why about four people would tell me about a mere injury. So I asked them to tell me exactly what happened. The family came home, and they told me that he was dead.”
Sitting beside his grieving mother, Ben’s younger brother, his eyes filled with anger and frustration, insisted that his brother was assassinated. “For someone who allegedly took substances and was hyper, why didn’t he harm anyone with his car?” he questioned, his voice laced with fury. “Why would he go all the way to someone’s house to end his life? From the audio, you can tell that it is a well-calculated plot to assassinate my brother. You said someone is hyper and wants to kill you, so why didn’t you open the door for him to go out? From the audio, you can tell that they did something to him, and he was gasping for breath,” he declared, his words echoing the family’s desperate search for truth amidst the tragedy that had befallen them.