"I'm sorry, Andrew, but I can't marry you!" Christina Stevens declared coldly in the CEO's office of Stevens Corporation. She sat behind her desk, looking elegant in a black lace dress, her demeanor icy and aloof.
Across from her sat a handsome man in modest attire. Andrew Lloyd could not believe what he was hearing and asked, "Christie, what do you mean? What happened to the promise between us?"
They had agreed to tie the knot on the day Stevens Corporation went public, marking the end of their three-year courtship.
"Since we've been dating each other, I'll be frank," Christina replied, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. Her stunning features exuded grace and beauty with every movement.
"Andrew, don't you think the gap between us has grown too wide? It's like we're from different worlds now. Forcing this relationship won't do you any good. For me, it would be… a burden."
A burden?
Andrew was stunned, never expecting Christina to say such a thing. If it had not been for his help, the Stevens family would have gone bankrupt long ago, let alone gone public.
In fact, he had shaped Christina's success with his own hands.
"I know this decision is hard for you to accept. How about this? Consider it a debt I owe you. After we cancel the wedding, I'll give you a settlement—cash, a villa, and a luxury car.
That should be enough for you to live comfortably." Christina pulled out a pen and checkbook from her designer purse as she spoke.
Andrew watched in silence as she wrote down the figure: 1.2 million. He felt as if he was looking at a stranger. "Is this all our years together are worth to you? Just a string of numbers?" Andrew asked.
Christina's perfect features flickered with complexity for a moment before settling back into indifference. "If you think it's not enough, I can add more. Name your price."
Andrew stared at her, pain evident in his eyes at how Christina had mistaken his question for thinking it was not enough. "So, you're dead set on backing out of this marriage?"
Christina pressed her lips together and turned to look out the window. "If that's how you want to see it, I have nothing more to say," she replied.
She was a female CEO with a net worth of over 150 million dollars, with countless admirers in Jayrodale. Andrew, from any angle, did not fit into her world anymore. Not even on an intellectual level.
This marriage was not what Christina wanted—it was too ordinary for her tastes.
"I never thought years of love, countless nights together, and all those breakfasts and dinners I made would ultimately lose to the fear of being ordinary. It's no surprise—you're now the CEO of Stevens Corporation, Jayrodale's golden girl, with countless admirers. And me? I'm just a nobody, clearly not worthy of the outstanding Ms. Stevens." Andrew chuckled bitterly, feeling utterly disheartened.
Christina's brow furrowed as she glanced at him. "Andrew, I admit you've done a lot for me, but this… it's not what I want. Consider it compensation for your efforts over the years," Christina said as she pushed the check toward him.
Andrew did not even look at the check. "A 1.2 million dollars breakup fee? How generous of you, Ms. Stevens. But I don't need it." He stood up and walked toward the door.
Seeing Andrew about to leave, Christina's frown deepened. "Andrew, I strongly advise you to take this money. Don't be a fool for the sake of pride. A small-time doctor like you could never earn this much in a lifetime." Andrew ignored her words. In truth, 1.2 million dollars was not a sum he particularly needed.
"Hold it right there," a voice called out. A woman dripping in jewelry and wearing flashy makeup strode into the room. Andrew immediately recognized her. "Aunt Irene!" It was Christina's mother, Irene Cowell—who would have been Andrew's mother-in-law.
"Hmph, drop the 'Aunt Irene', we're not that close! If you're leaving, take your things with you. Our mansion has no room for your junk," Irene barked. She pulled a small box and a credit card from her purse and tossed them at Andrew.
"Aunt Irene, you wanted this too? I thought I've always treated you with respect."
Irene let out a harsh laugh, her voice grating. "What's the matter, Andrew? Did I hit a nerve?"
"Oh, Andrew, there's one more thing you should know. Christina will soon be engaged to Harvey Weller once he returns from abroad. You're not in the same league as Harvey, got it?" Irene's face was full of mockery as she said those.
Andrew looked at Christina icily. He was shocked at her audacity to find someone new before she even ended things with him.
Christina avoided Andrew's cold gaze, but her words were firm. "The Weller family is a powerhouse in Jayrodale, with influence across military, political, and business sectors. They've worked for generations to become one of the city's unshakeable pillars. Harvey will inherit it all one day. An alliance between our families is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. For me, it's a chance to transform my life."
At those words, Andrew finally let go.
He smiled and replied, "Is that so? Well then, allow this poor nobody to wish you and the Stevens family all the best in your social climbing endeavors." With that, he walked out without another glance, showing no trace of attachment.
As she watched Andrew's retreating figure, Christina felt a whirlwind of emotions.
She had expected him to explode with anger or beg her to reconsider when he heard about Harvey. Yet, throughout it all, Andrew had remained unnervingly calm, even indifferent at the end.
"Mom, do you think I went too far?"
Irene scoffed. "Too far? That good-for-nothing thinking he could marry you—now that's going too far!" She chuckled with a gleam in her eye. "Just wait until Harvey gets back, sweetie. Once you two are engaged, the Stevens family will skyrocket to the top tier of Jayrodale society. As for Andrew, he's nothing. Thankfully, he knows better than to mess with me and is cooperative. Otherwise, I would've taught him a lesson he'd never forget!"
Christina remained silent, feeling an inexplicable emptiness in her chest. It was as if something irreplaceable had suddenly vanished from her life.
In the elevator, Andrew opened the modest ring box. A dazzling pink diamond immediately caught the light, its brilliance filling the small space. This 7.5-million-dollar luxury ring was once known as the "King of Diamonds" of Jayrodale, truly one of a kind.
Andrew did not know exactly how much money was on the bank card, but he was sure it was enough to buy Stevens Corporations ten times over. Moments ago, Christina and Irene had not even bothered to look at these treasures, with Irene dismissing them as junk.
As the elevator doors opened, Andrew stepped out.
"Well, well, if it isn't Andrew! You don't look so good," a mocking voice greeted him.
Andrew calmly looked up to see a man in a tailored suit, his hair slicked back, holding a bouquet of blue roses. It was Shawn Fields, Jayrodale's infamous trust fund baby and one of Christina's most persistent admirers.
Not wanting to talk to him, Andrew tried to sidestep him, but Shawn moved to block his path again. Andrew's eyes turned cold as he stared directly at Shawn.
"Do you need something? If not, please move."
Shawn flashed an exaggerated grin. "Look, everyone, Christina's lapdog is actually barking at me! Let me guess, the Stevens family finally kicked you to the curb, huh?"
As he taunted Andrew, Shawn noticed the ring box in his hand. "This is probably some cheap trinket! As if Christina would ever want that. Let's all have a look!" With a sneer, Shawn knocked the box from Andrew's hand, sending it clattering to the floor.
The lid popped open, revealing a stunning pink diamond that rolled onto the floor.
Shawn's eyes widened in disbelief. "Isn't that… the famous pink diamond from Radiant Jewelers? The one they call the Jayrodale's King of Diamonds?"...

Everything stopped. Chidi’s face grew dark, and Amaka’s heart froze. She pulled free, grabbed Ngozi, and held her tight, backing away. “It’s okay, baby,” she said, her voice wobbly. Chidi glared, his fists ready. For a moment, he looked ready to charge. But then he turned, cursing loud, and stormed out into the rain, slamming the door.
Amaka dropped to the floor, hugging Ngozi as the girl cried into her shoulder. Her cheek hurt, her arm ached, but something new woke inside her—a tiny spark. Ngozi’s courage had lit it, a small glow in the dark. She rocked her daughter, saying, “We’re okay, we’re okay,” but her mind raced. How long could they stay like this? How long before Chidi hurt Ngozi too?
Outside, the rain hid Chidi’s angry words as he vanished into the night. Inside, Amaka’s tears mixed with Ngozi’s, but deep down, a plan started growing. She didn’t know how or when, but she knew they couldn’t stay. Not anymore. As the lamp flickered and the clock ticked, Amaka held Ngozi close, her heart growing strong. This wasn’t the end—it was the start of something new, something risky, something big.
Morning sun peeked through torn curtains, painting golden lines on the wooden floor. Amaka sat at the kitchen table, her hands wrapped around a chipped mug of cold tea. The bruise on her cheek had turned darker, a loud reminder of Chidi’s anger. Ngozi slept upstairs, her soft snores floating down like a gentle song. Amaka hadn’t closed her eyes. Her head buzzed with thoughts of running away, mixed with fear and hope. Ngozi’s brave stand had lit a small fire in her heart, but it wasn’t strong enough to show her the way yet.
The house was too quiet without Chidi. He hadn’t come back after stomping off into the rain, and that scared her more than if he’d returned. Where was he? Drinking at Mama Nkechi’s bar? Sleeping in a ditch? Or plotting something worse? She shivered, pulling her wrapper close. She knew him: his quiet wasn’t peace—it was danger waiting to jump out. Her eyes kept flicking to the door, expecting his fist to crash through.
Ngozi’s footsteps broke the silence. She shuffled in, her doll under her arm, her face puffy from crying. “Mama, is Daddy gone?” she asked, climbing onto a stool. Amaka nodded slow. “For now, yes.” Ngozi pressed her lips tight, too wise for her age. “He’ll come back,” she said, soft but sure. Amaka’s chest hurt. She touched Ngozi’s braids. “We won’t let him hurt us again,” she said, her voice stronger than she felt.
But how? She had no money—Chidi kept every penny. Her salon days were far away, and her old friends had stopped coming around, tired of her excuses for the marks. Then she thought of her sister, Ifeoma, in Surulere—a busy, safe place with her husband and three boys. Ifeoma had begged her to leave Chidi years ago, after seeing a black eye at Christmas. “Come to us,” she’d said, fierce. “He’ll kill you one day.” Amaka had waved it off, too ashamed. Now, those words felt like a rope to climb out.
She stood, legs wobbly but sure, and pulled an old suitcase from under the bed. It was beaten up, patched with tape, but it would work. She packed Ngozi’s clothes first—small shirts and skirts folded neat. Then her own: a few wrappers, a blouse, slippers. She stopped at an old photo in a drawer—her and Chidi on their wedding day, smiling under a mango tree. Her throat tightened, but she tossed it back. That Chidi was gone, turned into a monster she didn’t know.
A motorbike roared outside, and she froze. She peeked out, heart pounding. It was just Mr. Tunde, the neighbor, heading to market. She breathed shaky, but the fright pushed her faster. She grabbed some garri and a tin of milk—enough for a day or two. Ngozi watched, eyes wide. “Are we running, Mama?” she whispered. Amaka knelt, holding her face. “We’re going somewhere safe, my love. Where Daddy can’t find us.”
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I never regr£tted being a single mother because it has given me strength to keep going. And to every single mother out there, keep working for yourself and your kid, keep believing, and don't relent in your efforts."

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(PART 3) She Missed Her Interview to Help a Stranger— not knowing It Was Her Rich Mother-in-Law #africantales
By the time she arrived at the corporate building, she was out of breath.
She hurried inside, clutching her folder tightly.
The receptionist, a tall, serious-looking woman, barely glanced at her.
“I had an interview scheduled for 8 AM,” Amaka said, panting. “I know I’m late, but it was an emergency. Please, can I still go in?”
The receptionist didn’t even flinch.
“The interview is over.”
Amaka’s heart dropped.
“Please,” she begged. “I had to save someone’s life. I can explain.”
The receptionist gave her a blank stare.
“If you were serious about the job, you would have been here on time.”
Amaka felt the lump in her throat grow.
“Please, I just need five minutes with the hiring manager,” she pleaded. “Just five minutes.”
The receptionist shook her head. “Sorry, ma. No exceptions.”
Amaka’s fingers tightened around her folder.
She wanted to scream.
To cry.
To beg.
But what was the point?
She had already lost.
With slow, painful steps, she turned around and walked out.
When Amaka got home, she collapsed onto her bed.
She tried to hold back the tears.
She failed.
She had spent so many months struggling, hoping, praying for an opportunity.
And when she finally got one, she lost it.
Her phone buzzed.
It was Daniel.
She hesitated before answering.
“Hey, love,” he said warmly. “How did the interview go?”
Amaka swallowed hard.
“I missed it,” she whispered.
Daniel’s tone instantly changed.
“What? Why?”
Amaka took a shaky breath and told him everything.
By the time she was done, Daniel was silent.
Then he said softly, “I am so proud of you.”
Amaka sniffled. “But I lost the job.”
“You saved someone’s life,” Daniel said. “That’s more important than any job.”
Amaka closed her eyes, letting his words sink in.
Maybe he was right.
Maybe she had done the right thing.
She just wished it didn’t hurt so much.
The next morning, Amaka couldn’t stop thinking about the elderly woman she had saved.
She decided to go back to the hospital to check on her.
But when she arrived, she got a surprise.
“The elderly woman?” the nurse asked. “Oh, she was discharged early this morning. Her family came to pick her up.”
Amaka frowned. “Oh… okay. Do you know who they are?”
The nurse smiled. “Of course. That was Chief Mrs. Grace Wood.”
Amaka’s heart stopped.
Daniel’s mother.
The woman who hated her.
Amaka felt dizzy.
She had saved the life of the woman who didn’t want her in her son’s life.
She didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Days later, Amaka was talking to Daniel on the phone when he suddenly said something shocking.
“My mother wants to meet you.”
Amaka almost dropped her phone. “What?”
“She had an accident on Monday, and something changed in her. She said she’s ready to meet you.”
Amaka’s head spun.
This was it.
After all the rejection… Grace was finally willing to meet her.
Amaka sat in the back seat of Daniel’s car, staring out the window as they drove toward the Wood Mansion.
Her heart pounded so loudly, that she could barely hear the sound of traffic outside.
She was finally going to meet Grace Wood.
For months, Grace had refused to acknowledge her. She had done everything in her power to keep her away from Daniel.
Now, suddenly, after the accident, everything had changed.
Daniel reached over and squeezed her hand. “Are you okay?”
Amaka swallowed hard. Was she?
She wasn’t sure.
She nodded slowly. “I just… I don’t know what to expect.”
Daniel gave her a reassuring smile. “Neither do I. But whatever happens, I’m with you.”
Amaka exhaled deeply. She hoped this wasn’t some sort of cruel joke.
She had already lost so much because of this family.
Now, she was about to walk straight into their world.
The Wood Mansion was even more luxurious than she had imagined.
As they drove through the massive iron gates, Amaka felt like she had entered a different world.
The compound was sprawling, with neatly trimmed hedges and tall palm trees swaying in the breeze. The mansion itself looked like something out of a fairy tale—white pillars, tall glass windows, gold-plated doors.
This was power.
This was wealth.
And she was about to step right into it.
The car stopped in front of the grand entrance, and a uniformed driver opened the door for them.
Amaka hesitated for a second.
Then, taking a deep breath, she stepped out.
The doors swung open, and a maid led them into a large sitting room.
And there, sitting elegantly on a velvet couch, was Chief Mrs. Grace Wood.
The moment Grace laid eyes on Amaka, her expression changed.
Her eyes widened in shock.
Amaka froze. Her hands trembled.
For a few seconds, everything was silent.
Then Grace whispered, "I know you."
Amaka’s heart skipped a beat.
Daniel frowned, looking between them. “Mama, what do you mean?”
Grace slowly stood up. Her gaze was locked onto Amaka.
"You... You saved me."
Amaka felt her breath catch in her throat.
She had known this moment would come.
She had known that Grace would eventually realize who she was.
But nothing could have prepared her for the way the older woman looked at her now.
With pure, raw emotion.
Daniel turned to Amaka, confused. “Wait… what’s going on?”
Amaka hesitated, then whispered, "The woman I saved that day… It was your mother."
Daniel’s eyes widened. "What?"
Grace’s face softened.
“I thought I was going to die,” she said quietly. “But you… you held my hand. You fought for me. You saved my life, even though you didn’t have to.”
Amaka nodded slowly.
“I couldn’t just leave you there.”
Grace took a shaky breath. “You gave up your future that day. For a stranger.”
For the first time in her life, Chief Mrs. Grace Wood looked… vulnerable.
She stepped forward, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.
She reached out and took Amaka’s hands in hers.
“My daughter…” she whispered. “You saved my life.”

This is the list of Ponzi schemes that have made away with Nigerians’ money so far.

MMM Nigeria – 2016
Ultimate Cycler – 2016
Get Help Worldwide (GHW) – 2016
Twinkas – 2016
Icharity Club – 2016
Crowd Rising – 2016
Claritta – 2016
Help2Get – 2016
Loopers Club – 2016
Givers Forum – 2016
NNN Nigeria – 2017
MMM Cooperation – 2017
GCCH (Global Crediting Cooperative Hub) – 2017
Money Riot – 2017
RevoMoney – 2017
SwissGolden (Nigeria version) – 2017
NNU (Nigeria News Update) – 2017
Peer2Peer Donation – 2017
Twinkas Reloaded – 2017
Donation Hub – 2017
MyBonus – 2017
ZarFund – 2017
Bitclub Advantage – 2018
Million Money – 2018
Helping Hands International – 2018
DGSOUK – 2018
Pennywise – 2018
Loom – 2019
Crowd1 – 2019
Lion’s Share – 2020
InksNation – 2020
Baraza Multipurpose Cooperative – 2020
Racksterli – 2020
86FB (aka 86Z) – 2021
Eagle Cooperative – 2021
Royal Q (Nigerian scam version) – 2021
FINAFRICA – 2021
Ovaioza Farm Produce Storage – 2022
QNet (Nigeria) – 2022
Afriq Arbitrage System (AAS) – 2022
MBA Forex – 2022
Chinmark Group – 2022
Inksledger – 2022
Axim Exchange – 2022
Compoundly – 2024
CALA (Cala Finance) – 2023
6Dollars Investment – 2023
Sidra Investment (cloned scam version) – 2024
WealthBuddy – 2024
BitFinance Global – 2025
CBEX-2025

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20 THINGS THEY WON’T TEACH YOU IN THE UNIVERSITY
Let me tell you 20 bitter-sweet truths they will NOT teach you in school.
Real life will school you well.
Grab a chair.
1. First-class no dey guarantee first-class life.
Your grades might open doors, but your skills and street sense will keep them open.
2. Nobody owes you a job after NYSC.
Entitlement will keep you broke. Create what you can’t find.
3. Passion without profit is poverty.
You sabi sing? Bake? Write? Good. Package it, price it, promote it!
4. You will need CONNECTIONS more than maths CALCULATIONS.
Network like your life depends on it because sometimes, it actually does.
5. Your certificate is paper. Your skills are power.
BSc without value = Broke Smart Citizen.
6. Soft skills will open more doors than hard degrees.
Can you communicate?
Think? Sell? Create? Lead? That’s the real gold.
7. You’ll pay rent with real money, not CGPA.
Life will humble you when house agents start asking for 2 years upfront.
8. There’s no course called “How to handle heartbreak and bills.”
But you’ll learn it by fire, by thunder, or by personal experience.
9. Dressing well will give you more respect than your ID card.
Packaging matters. Don’t argue.
10. School teaches theory. Life demands results.
No employer is asking if you passed GST101.
11. Nobody’s coming to save you.
Take responsibility. Your life is your project.
12. Money is not evil. Lack of money is stressful.
Learn how to make, manage, and multiply it.
13. The real world doesn’t care if you were popular on campus.
After graduation, na your bank account go talk, not your popularity in school.
14. Your lecturer may forget your name. Your side hustle won’t.
Start early. Start small. Just start something!
15. After school, Comparison will kill your confidence.
Focus on your lane even if it’s slow. Faithfulness brings fruitfulness.
16. You won’t find your purpose in a textbook.
Your purpose is in your story, your pain, your gift. Pay attention.
17. God is not just for campus fellowship.
After school, you’ll need Him more than ever. Keep Him close.
18. You can be educated and still financially stuck.
That’s why you must learn how to sell something.
19. There’s no refund for time wasted.
Use your 20s wisely. Nobody’s coming to apologize on your behalf.
20. You don’t need to “blow” to be successful.
Impact. Influence. Income.
Start building it quietly. Results will make noise later.
University gave you knowledge.
Life will give you sense.
But YOU must give yourself discipline, direction, and divine help.
And always remember, your future is bigger than your school ID card.

100 METAPHORS AND ANALOGIES
METAPHOR:
Metaphor is a figure of speech in which a word or phrase is applied to an object or action to which it is not literally applicable, in order to suggest a resemblance. It compares two unlike things directly without using "like" or "as".
1. Time is a thief.
2. Her voice is music to my ears.
3. He has a heart of stone.
4. The classroom was a zoo.
5. Life is a rollercoaster.
6. She’s a shining star.
7. His mind is a steel trap.
8. The world is a stage.
9. He’s a walking encyclopedia.
10. Her eyes were sparkling diamonds.
Her eyes are bright and captivating.
11. The thunder was a lion’s roar.
The thunder is loud and powerful, like a lion's roar.
12. His words were a double-edged sword.
His words could have both positive and negative effects.
13. She has a green thumb.
She is skilled at gardening.
14. The city is a jungle.
The city is wild and chaotic.
15. He’s a night owl.
He stays up late and is active at night.
16. Her smile is sunshine.
Her smile brings warmth and happiness.
17. The stars were diamonds in the sky.
The stars are bright and sparkling, like diamonds.
18. His temper was a volcano.
His anger could erupt suddenly and violently.
19. She’s a butterfly.
She is graceful and delicate.
20. The wind was a howling wolf.
The wind made loud, eerie noises, like a wolf's howl.
21. He’s a couch potato.
He is lazy and inactive.
22. Her mind is a maze.
Her thoughts are complex and intricate.
23. The lake was a mirror.
The lake's surface was calm and reflective.
24. He’s a rock.
He is dependable and strong.
25. Her laughter is a melody.
Her laughter is pleasant and musical.
26. The snow is a white blanket.
The snow covers the ground completely, like a blanket.
27. He’s a snake.
He is deceitful and untrustworthy.
28. Her hair is a golden river.
Her hair flows smoothly and has a golden hue.
29. The moon was a ghostly galleon.
The moon is compared to a large, mysterious ship.
30. His eyes were piercing lasers.
His gaze was intense and penetrating.
31. The fog is a thick curtain.
The fog is dense and obscures vision, like a curtain.
32. She’s a diamond in the rough.
She has potential but needs refinement.
33. His voice is velvet.
His voice is smooth and soft.
34. The car was a rocket.
The car is extremely fast.
35. Her eyes were pools of sorrow.
Her eyes reflect deep sadness.
36. The clouds were cotton balls.
The clouds are fluffy and white.
37. He’s a lion in battle.
He is brave and fierce during conflicts.
38. Her skin is porcelain.
Her skin is smooth and pale.
39. The night is a black veil.
The night covers everything in darkness.
40. He’s a ticking time bomb.
He is likely to explode in anger soon.
41. Her words were daggers.
Her words were hurtful and sharp.
42. The river was a snake.
The river winds and twists like a snake.
43. He’s a shining beacon.
He provides guidance and hope.
44. Her heart is an open book.
She is transparent and honest.
45. The storm was a raging bull.
The storm was wild and uncontrollable.
46. He’s a pillar of strength.
He is a reliable source of support.
47. Her mind is a sponge.
She absorbs information quickly and easily.
48. The computer is a brain.
It processes and stores data like a human brain.
49. His life is a train wreck.
His life is chaotic and full of problems.
50. The sun was a fiery eye.
The sun is hot and watchful like a blazing eye.
ANALOGY:
An analogy is a comparison between two things, typically for the purpose of explanation or clarification. It shows how two different things are similar in a particular aspect, often using relationships or functions to explain.
51. As a sword is to a warrior, a pen is to a writer.
Just as a sword is a warrior's tool, a pen is a writer's.
52. Bird is to nest as bee is to hive.
Birds live in nests; bees live in hives.
53. Hand is to glove as foot is to sock.
A glove covers the hand; a sock covers the foot.
54. Fire is to heat as ice is to cold.
Fire produces heat; ice produces cold.
55. Fish is to water as bird is to air.
Fish live in water; birds live in the air.
56. Wheel is to car as leg is to human.
Wheels help cars move; legs help humans walk.
57. Eye is to see as ear is to hear.
Eyes are for seeing; ears are for hearing.
58. Pupil is to school as patient is to hospital.
Pupils are taught in schools; patients are treated in hospitals.
59. Battery is to flashlight as fuel is to car.
Batteries power flashlights; fuel powers cars.
60. Seed is to tree as egg is to bird.
Seeds grow into trees; eggs grow into birds.
61. Chalk is to board as pen is to paper.
Chalk writes on boards; pens write on paper.
62. Cat is to kitten as dog is to puppy.
A kitten is a baby cat; a puppy is a baby dog.
63. Night is to moon as day is to sun.
The moon appears at night; the sun appears in the day.
64. Brain is to body as CPU is to computer.
The brain controls the body; the CPU controls the computer.
65. Painter is to brush as writer is to pen.
A brush is a painter's tool; a pen is a writer's tool.
66. Leaf is to tree as petal is to flower.
Leaves are parts of trees; petals are parts of flowers.
67. Fingers are to hand as toes are to foot.
Fingers are part of the hand; toes are part of the foot.
68. Knife is to cut as shovel is to dig.
A knife cuts; a shovel digs.
69. Smile is to happiness as frown is to sadness.
A smile shows happiness; a frown shows sadness.
70. Nose is to smell as tongue is to taste.
The nose is used for smelling; the tongue for tasting.
71. Roof is to house as lid is to pot.
A roof covers a house; a lid covers a pot.
72. Scissors are to cutting as broom is to sweeping.
Scissors cut; brooms sweep.
73. Doctor is to patient as teacher is to student.
Doctors care for patients; teachers educate students.
74. Bee is to hive as ant is to colony.
Bees live in hives; ants in colonies.
75. Chef is to kitchen as pilot is to cockpit.
A chef works in the kitchen; a pilot in the cockpit.
76. River is to water as mountain is to rock.
A river is made of water; a mountain is made of rock.
77. Lock is to key as password is to computer.
A key unlocks a lock; a password unlocks a computer.
78. Compass is to direction as thermometer is to temperature.
A compass gives direction; a thermometer measures temperature.
79. Clouds are to rain as smoke is to fire.
Clouds often bring rain; smoke indicates fire.
80. Book is to knowledge as gym is to fitness.
Books build knowledge; gyms build fitness.
81. Milk is to cow as wool is to sheep.
Milk comes from cows; wool comes from sheep.
82. Shoe is to foot as glove is to hand.
Shoes protect feet; gloves protect hands.
83. Airplane is to sky as ship is to sea.
Airplanes travel in the sky; ships in the sea.
84. Hunger is to food as thirst is to water.
Hunger is satisfied by food; thirst by water.
85. Pencil is to write as brush is to paint.
A pencil writes; a brush paints.
86. Chain is to link as rope is to strand.
A chain is made of links; a rope is made of strands.
87. Sun is to solar as moon is to lunar.
Sun relates to solar; moon relates to lunar.
88. Roots are to tree as foundation is to building.
Roots support trees; foundations support buildings.
89. Author is to book as composer is to music.
An author writes books; a composer creates music.
90. Ant is to hardworking as fox is to cunning.
Ants are known for hard work; foxes for cleverness.
91. Mother is to nurture as soldier is to protect.
Mothers nurture; soldiers protect.
92. Snow is to cold as fire is to hot.
Snow is cold; fire is hot.
93. Question is to answer as problem is to solution.
Questions need answers; problems need solutions.
94. Storm is to chaos as breeze is to calm.
Storms are chaotic; breezes are calming.
95. Skeleton is to body as frame is to house.
A skeleton supports the body; a frame supports the house.
96. Flashlight is to dark as umbrella is to rain.
A flashlight helps in darkness; an umbrella in rain.
97. Seed is to harvest as effort is to success.
Seeds lead to harvest; effort leads to success.
98. Book is to reading as piano is to playing.
Books are read; pianos are played.
99. Artist is to creativity as scientist is to logic.
Artists rely on creativity; scientists on logic.
100. Fuel is to engine as food is to body.
Fuel powers an engine; food fuels the body.

Manchester United Get Double Suspension Boost After Dramatic Europa League Win vs Lyon

Manchester United have received a significant boost ahead of their Europa League semi-final clash with Athletic Bilbao, as key midfield duo Manuel Ugarte and Casemiro both avoided suspension in Thursday night’s dramatic victory over Lyon, according to Manchester Evening News.

United edged past the French side in a thrilling 5-4 win at Old Trafford, securing a 7-6 aggregate triumph to reach the last four of the competition. Goals from Ugarte, Diogo Dalot, Bruno Fernandes, Kobbie Mainoo and Harry Maguire ensured Ruben Amorim's men kept their European dream alive — and with it, a vital chance to secure Champions League football next season.

However, the victory wasn’t just about the scoreline. Heading into the quarter-final second leg, both Ugarte and Casemiro were walking a disciplinary tightrope. Having each picked up two yellow cards earlier in the tournament, a further booking would have triggered a one-match suspension — ruling them out of the semi-final first leg.

But both players held their nerve and steered clear of the referee’s notebook during a heated and high-stakes encounter, giving United a major boost ahead of their semi-final showdown. The relief is even more palpable given UEFA rules: all accumulated yellow cards are wiped clean after the quarter-finals, meaning Ugarte and Casemiro now begin the semi-final phase with a clean slate.

This reset dramatically lowers the risk of missing the final due to a yellow card suspension, allowing Amorim more tactical flexibility as United prepare to face a high-energy Athletic Bilbao side.

United’s European run now offers a lifeline in what has otherwise been a turbulent campaign. With Premier League inconsistencies leaving their top-four hopes in doubt, winning the Europa League presents not just silverware, but a golden ticket back into the Champions League.

"I was married to my ex-wife, Hiba Abouk, from 2020 to 2023, but I realized she was after my money just two months into our marriage. I then transferred everything to my mother and patiently waited for her to file for d!vorce. I can never trust a woman again, except my mother. My mother and I danced together after my dívorce." ___ ARCHRAF HAKIMI

"I registered all my assets in my mother's name the moment I started suspecting my wife, Hiba Abouk. This was about a year into our marriage, before our divorce. We had a minor f*ght one morning, and she told me that I should know she could file for d!vorce anytime, and if she did, we would share my wealth equally. Upon hearing this, I realized I was living with a gold-d*gger. Then I started thinking about what to do, and all of a sudden, the idea of registering my assets in a trust in my mother's name came to me.

So, I went to my mother and explained everything to her. She told me, "Son, I carried you in my womb for nine months, and I can never let anything happen to you. We worked so hard to get you where you are today, and no woman is going to come out of nowhere and bring you down." We immediately transferred everything I owned to her, so much so that even my clothes and the jersey I use to play football belonged to her.

When my wife filed for d!vorce and demanded half of my wealth, I was unbothered. She even told me I was going to go br0ke after our d!vorce, but I just laughed in my heart. As we always say, "Failure to plan is planning to fail." She failed to plan, and I succeeded in planning. She was shocked to realize I had nothing, and my mother had been the one taking care of us. She w3pt in court, not because we were dívorcing, but because she left empty-handed, just as she came. Dear men, friends will betr∆y you, wives will betr∆y you, but a mother's love is supreme."

_____ ARCHRAF HAKIMI

Legendary Achraf Hakimi explains to the brotherhood how he devised the HAKIMI THEORY

"This is just a throwback to the incident, so you should be wise and apply Hakimi's Principle when falling inlove."

This is the list of Ponzi schemes that have made away with Nigerians’ money so far.

MMM Nigeria – 2016
Ultimate Cycler – 2016
Get Help Worldwide (GHW) – 2016
Twinkas – 2016
Icharity Club – 2016
Crowd Rising – 2016
Claritta – 2016
Help2Get – 2016
Loopers Club – 2016
Givers Forum – 2016
NNN Nigeria – 2017
MMM Cooperation – 2017
GCCH (Global Crediting Cooperative Hub) – 2017
Money Riot – 2017
RevoMoney – 2017
SwissGolden (Nigeria version) – 2017
NNU (Nigeria News Update) – 2017
Peer2Peer Donation – 2017
Twinkas Reloaded – 2017
Donation Hub – 2017
MyBonus – 2017
ZarFund – 2017
Bitclub Advantage – 2018
Million Money – 2018
Helping Hands International – 2018
DGSOUK – 2018
Pennywise – 2018
Loom – 2019
Crowd1 – 2019
Lion’s Share – 2020
InksNation – 2020
Baraza Multipurpose Cooperative – 2020
Racksterli – 2020
86FB (aka 86Z) – 2021
Eagle Cooperative – 2021
Royal Q (Nigerian scam version) – 2021
FINAFRICA – 2021
Ovaioza Farm Produce Storage – 2022
QNet (Nigeria) – 2022
Afriq Arbitrage System (AAS) – 2022
MBA Forex – 2022
Chinmark Group – 2022
Inksledger – 2022
Axim Exchange – 2022
Compoundly – 2024
CALA (Cala Finance) – 2023
6Dollars Investment – 2023
Sidra Investment (cloned scam version) – 2024
WealthBuddy – 2024
BitFinance Global – 2025
CBEX-2025

One naira of my money no enter any of them.