SHE HAD A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A BILLIONAIRE THEN THIS HAPPENED …… Episode 2✅ And then she saw two bold pink lines. Positive. Joy froze. Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment she thought she might pass out. She was pregnant. She pressed a hand to her stomach trying to make sense of it. A life was growing inside her. Lawrence Johnson's child. Tears welled in her eyes. What was she going to do? For the next few days, Joy couldn't sleep. Her mind kept racing with one question. Should she tell him? She didn't even have his phone number. The only way to reach him was through his company, Johnson Group. After struggling with the decision, she finally gathered the courage to go to his office. The Johnson Group building in Leosville was a towering glass structure that seemed to touch the sky. Inside, everything was sleek and polished, filled with expensive suits and the sound of heels clicking on marble floors. Joy felt small. She approached the front desk, her hands clenched into fists. I need to see Mr. Lawrence Johnson, she said trying to keep her voice steady. The receptionist, a tall woman with a tight bun and an even tighter expression, gave her a disbelieving look. Do you have an appointment? Joy hesitated. No, but it's important. Please, I just need a few minutes. The receptionist sighed loudly, tapping on her keyboard. Mr. Johnson doesn't meet people without an appointment. If you'd like to book one, the earliest available date is three months from now. Joy's heart sank. Three months? By then, she would already be showing. There's no way to see him sooner? She asked, desperate. The woman gave her a sharp look. Ma'am, Mr. Johnson is not someone you can just walk in and see. If you don't have an appointment, I suggest you leave. Joy stared at her, feeling a lump form in her throat. So this was how it was. She had been nothing to him that night, and now she couldn't even get five minutes of his time. She turned away slowly, feeling defeated. But as she reached the door, another thought hit her. Even if she did manage to tell Lawrence, what would he think? That she was trying to trap him. That she wanted his money. Joy's stomach twisted. She had already seen what he thought of women like her. He left her money on the nightstand like she was a prostitute. He would never believe she wasn't trying to use this pregnancy against him. And honestly, she didn't want anything from him. She didn't need his money. She didn't need his name. She would raise this baby on her own. Taking a deep breath, Joy walked out of Johnson Group, her decision made. She would never reach out to him again. He would never know about this child. She would be both mother and father. She didn't need him. She never had. And so, Joy disappeared from Lawrence's world, taking their child with her. After much thought joy had to resign from her work inorder to take care of herself and her unborn son . It was a really tough moment for her as she didn’t have any single money to even feed . At a time she considered committing an Abortion but her conscience wouldn’t let her The only person she could confined in was her old mother who accepted her whole heartedly and tried to ease the burden from her shoulders . Her mother despite her old age still took extreme care of her daughter and her unborn child . Joy and her mother would normally sit outside under the mango tree every evening to gist and talk about past events of the day but one day joy decided to bring up the idea of aborting the child her mother looked at her sternly ,Joy ,joy joy how many times did I call you Don’t make the mistake of terminating the blessing that God had sent you After saying this she stood up and went into her room to sleep leaving joy thinking to herself . She finally concluded within her not to terminate the child as it could be what God has destined . One day as joy was sweeping the front yard of their hut ,she started to feel a sharp pain at her abdomen region , she screamed in pain as her mother rushed out Her mother quickly called some men to help her and they rushed joy to the nearest hospital Push !! Push !!, The doctors voice was heard from the labour room Her mother just sat in the waiting room praying silently to herself 30 minutes later the doctor came out with a wide smile on his face He looked at joy’s mother and said happily Congratulations mama ,your daughter has just given birth to a bouncing baby boy Joy’s mother had tears of joy running down her cheeks as she rushed in to see her daughter smiling at her while holding her son She couldn’t hold back her tears as she hugged her daughter graciously Mama ,Joy called out ,meet Noah your grandson who is going to wipe both your tears and mine away . FIVE YEARS LATER The streets of Leosville bustled with life, filled with the sound of honking cars, people bargaining in open-air markets, and the distant hum of construction sites. The city had grown, just as Noah had. At just five years old, Noah Daniels was a ball of energy. His bright eyes shone with curiosity and his laughter was contagious. He was the reason Joy Daniels kept pushing forward every single day. She had worked hard over the years, climbing her way up in the interior design industry. Though she didn't have her own company yet, she had made a name for herself. Clients admired her work, and she was proud that she had built a stable life for Noah without anyone's help. She didn't need Lawrence Johnson. She had erased him from her life. But fate had other plans. It was a warm afternoon, and Joy had promised Noah a trip to Royal Crest Mall, one of the most luxurious shopping centres in Leosville. The mall was owned by none other than Johnson Group. But Joy didn't think much of that. She had long stopped worrying about Lawrence crossing paths with her. He probably wouldn't even remember her, so what were the chances? Noah ran ahead excitedly, tugging on Joy's hand as they passed through the mall's food court. Mommy, can I have ice cream? he asked, his big brown eyes filled with hope. Joy smiled. Okay, okay. Just one scoop. She led him to a small ice cream stand, waiting as the vendors scooped vanilla into a cup. Noah grinned, happily digging in as they continued walking. It was supposed to be just another normal day. Until she heard a voice. A voice that made her entire body freeze. Across the mall, standing in front of a row of luxury stores, Lawrence Johnson stood with a men in suits. He was doing his routine property inspection, something he rarely had time for, but today he had decided to visit the mall personally with his management staff. As he listened to his assistant discuss sales figures, his gaze casually swept across the food court. And then he saw the child. A small boy. Dark curly hair. A sharp jawline. A face that looked almost exactly like his own. Lawrence stopped breathing. The resemblance was too strong to ignore. His heart pounded as he watched the boy take a bite of his ice cream, laughing as his mother wiped a smudge off his cheek. And then, his eyes shifted to the woman holding the boy's hand. Something flickered in his mind, a vague sense of familiarity, but he couldn't place her. Where had he seen her before? Who was she? And why did her son look exactly like him? Before he knew what he was doing, Lawrence started walking toward them. Joy was laughing at something Noah had said when she felt a presence behind her. A dark, powerful presence. She turned, and her heart dropped. TBC…. Please let’s endeavour to react 🤲❤️

HE POISONED HIS WIFE'S MORNING TEA , BUT SHE SERVED IT TO HIS MOTHER INSTEAD AND WATCHED - EPISODE 5 "The Tides of Betrayal" The cool night air hit Sophia like a rush of freedom as she and Clara sprinted out the front door. The adrenaline that surged through her veins was a cocktail of terror and exhilaration. They couldn’t stop now. Not when they were so close to bringing Marcus down. Clara was right behind her, clutching the vial like it was a lifeline. Sophia knew that if they could get it to the authorities—if they could prove Marcus’s guilt—there would be no going back. His game would be over. But Marcus wasn’t the kind of man who gave up easily. They reached the car parked on the curb, and Clara yanked open the door. "Get in!" she urged, her voice tight with urgency. Sophia slid into the passenger seat, her mind still racing, trying to piece together everything that had happened. Marcus was dangerous, but he was also predictable in his own way. He thrived on control, on manipulation—but he had underestimated her. He didn’t expect her to fight back, didn’t think she would be capable of turning the tables on him. But now, she had the power. Clara slammed the door shut and started the engine, peeling away from the curb in a cloud of dust. Sophia glanced in the rearview mirror, half-expecting to see Marcus’s dark figure looming in pursuit. But the street behind them was empty. It was quiet. Too quiet. The silence in the car was heavy, suffocating, as if both of them were waiting for something to happen. It was only when they reached the highway, the bright lights of the city beginning to flicker on in the distance, that Sophia spoke. "Clara, we need to make sure we’re doing the right thing. Marcus has connections—powerful ones. If we go to the police with this…" She trailed off, her voice faltering. Clara’s grip on the wheel tightened. "I know, but we have no choice. He tried to kill you, Sophia. He tried to kill Mom. This isn’t just about us anymore. We need to end this." Sophia’s thoughts went to the vial in Clara’s hand—the proof of Marcus’s twisted plans. She knew Clara was right, but doubt still gnawed at her. Was it enough? Would they be able to convince anyone? Would they even be able to make it that far? Her phone buzzed in her pocket, snapping her from her thoughts. She pulled it out, seeing an unfamiliar number flashing on the screen. "Hello?" she answered, her voice tight. "Sophia, this is Detective Harding," came the deep voice on the other end. "I’m with the local precinct. You don’t know me, but I know about Marcus. I’ve been investigating him for some time now. I have people in place—your mother-in-law’s condition was alarming, and we’ve been following your case. We’re already on our way to intercept him." Sophia’s heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean, intercept him? Where is he?” “He’s a dangerous man,” the detective continued. “We’ve been building a case against him for months, but we couldn’t move against him directly until we had irrefutable proof. We’ve been watching you, Sophia. You made the right choice.” Sophia’s breath caught in her throat. "Wait… you’ve been watching me? This whole time?" Harding paused, then replied, "We had to be sure. We needed to see how far Marcus would go before we moved in. We knew you were the key, Sophia. You’re the one he underestimated." Sophia could feel the weight of the world shifting, the realization dawning that the game was not over—not for her. Not yet. "I’ve got the proof," she said, her voice steady despite the storm brewing inside her. "The vial. Marcus used it to poison me. To poison my mother-in-law. We have to get it to you." There was a pause on the line. Then Harding spoke again, urgency lacing his voice. "Listen carefully. We need to move fast. Marcus is onto you. He knows you have the vial, and he’ll do whatever it takes to get it back. Head to the address I’m sending you. We’ll have a safe house set up. I’ll make sure you’re protected." Sophia’s blood ran cold. “He’s coming for us.” Harding’s voice was calm but firm. "We’ll handle it. Just get to the address. Do not go anywhere else." The line went dead, and for a moment, Sophia just stared at the phone in her hand, a mix of disbelief and dread seeping into her bones. He was coming. He was always coming. Clara glanced at her with a worried expression. "What happened? What did he say?" Sophia exhaled, trying to push away the rising panic. "He knows. Marcus knows we have the proof. We need to get to a safe house. Now." Clara’s foot pressed harder on the gas, the car roaring down the highway. "We’ll make it. We have to make it." The world outside the car blurred as they sped toward the address Harding had sent them. The lights of the city flickered in the distance, a thousand stories unfolding beneath them. But Sophia couldn’t shake the feeling that time was running out. As they neared the safe house, Sophia’s phone buzzed again. This time, it was a text from an unknown number. I know what you’re doing. You’ll regret it, Sophia. I’m coming for you. Sophia’s breath hitched. He was already on his way.

She Chose the Man Nobody Wanted, But What She Discovered Will Shock You In the dusty little village of Akur Ruba, people never forget how they laughed the day Ada married Ema—the man nobody wanted. Ema was the village’s poorest farmer. His house had cracked walls, a leaking roof, and no future—at least, that's what everyone believed. He owned nothing but a rusted hoe and dreams that barely kept him alive. Even the poorest in the village pitied his family. He was raised by his aging grandparents, Grandpa and Grandma Obi, and despite their poverty, Grandpa Obi carried a cheerful spirit and a belief that one day, Ema would shine. “Son,” he always said, “there’s more hope in a living dog than a dead lion. Just keep your hands clean and keep working.” But no matter how hard Ema worked, no lady wanted him. They mocked him. Laughed in his face. “Can you even afford my bride price?” one lady sneered. “Maybe sell your father's old bicycle first!” another laughed. He bore it all—until one day, fate intervened. Ema met Ada, a quiet orphan from a nearby village, who had nothing to her name but an old, squeaky sewing machine and a tiny patch of land. No family. No support. Just raw strength and humility. Like Ema, she had also known hunger, rejection, and pain. They connected instantly—two broken souls, stitched together by survival and simplicity. One day, under the shade of an old mango tree, Ema asked, “Will you marry me?” She smiled, wiping tears from her eyes. “Yes, but I have no parents. Just an elderly couple who treat me like their daughter. They can stand for me.” And so, with borrowed clothes and empty pockets, they did a low-key traditional wedding. No music. No food. No glamour. Just love. The village laughed louder than ever. “Poverty married poverty!” “Perfect match! At least now they can starve together!” But they didn’t care. They went to the farm together. Ate from the same plate. Shared stories, laughter, and hope. What others saw as disgrace, they lived as joy. Then, everything changed. One sunny afternoon, Ema was clearing a part of his farm when he came upon a stubborn tree with roots as deep as his struggles. He tried to uproot it, but something told him, “Keep digging.” And he did. He dug and dug—his fingers bleeding, sweat dripping—until he saw something shiny lodged in the dirt. He reached in… It was a massive diamond. Heart pounding, he wrapped it up and ran home. His grandfather's eyes widened. “Do you know what this is, son? This… this is a miracle.” The next morning, they traveled to the city to meet Grandpa’s old friend—a trustworthy goldsmith. After examining the stone, the man looked up and whispered, “This isn’t just a diamond. It’s one of the rarest and most valuable stones I’ve ever seen.” That day, everything changed. They sold the diamond and used the money wisely—investing, building, helping others. Ema and Ada became the wealthiest couple in the entire region. And those who once mocked? They watched in silence as Ema built a mansion right where their cracked house once stood. He bought his grandfather a brand new car to replace the rusted bicycle. He set up a fashion institute for Ada, who trained and empowered other orphan girls. One of the same women who had once laughed at Ema now came to Ada for a job. Ada simply smiled and said, “Life can change. Be kind to everyone. You never know where they’ll be tomorrow.” Ema—the man nobody wanted—became the man everyone wished they had chosen. So the next time you want to laugh at someone’s beginning, remember: 🌟 God writes the most beautiful stories from the roughest pages. FOLLOW UP TO BE NOTIFIED IMMEDIATELY I POST THE NEXT PART 👉👉Amazing Memer

"Toni Braxton and I dated for over 18-years but just 2 weeks after saying "I DO", I'm about to lōse half of my $160-million to the wōman I thought was my wife." -Birdman "I thought Toni Braxton was my girl, my bestfriend, my family, my love, my soldier, and my life but she never felt the same way about me. I loved Toni Braxton to h£ll like I could litteraly d!e for her. Toni Braxton and I have been dating for over 18-years and I trusted her with everything in me, with my life. I'm a g@ngster and I never believed in Love but just when I gave it a try, I got burned real bãd. Love isn't real, it's just an idea. I'll never Love again, I'm just gonna go back to smashîng and moving on like certified g@ngsters do. Toni Braxton and I got married in secret because she told me, we've been together for 18-years and she wasn't gonna change after a single day. But immediately we got married, she filed for a Dîv0rce 2-weeks later saying that our relationship was IRRETRIEVABLY BR0KEN. I thought we was forever gonna be Ride Or Dîe but it was the greatest mistake of my life. Now I'm gonna l00se more than 50% of what I've worked for my whole life." ~ Birdman Birdman narrates how Toni Braxton whom he dated for over 18-years and got married to her in secret last month just filed for d!vorce two weeks after their wedding calling the relationship "IRRETRIEVABLY BR0KEN" Yep, just two weeks after saying "I DO", Toni Braxton is gonna walk away with half of Birdman's $160-million fortune 💔🤦‍♂️ FÊÅR W0MEN 😤

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TEACH YOUR DAUGHTERS THAT They are five (5) important dresses a woman should wear in her lifetime. These are: 1. School uniform 2. Matriculation gown 3. Graduation gown 4. Wedding gown 5. Maternity gown Let your daughters know;That if any girl skips the 2nd dress, she will not get to wear the 3rd. Daughters must not rush to wear the 5th just because a man has promised them the 4th. More so, the 4th fits better and more prestigious if worn before the 5th. Our daughters must learn to wait and follow the dress pattern from 1 to 5. Be a good parent and Christian leader. We have this as a responsibility to our Children as parents. And it is Very important.

Billionaire PRETENDS To Be A Beggar To Test Girls On Blind Date 💔 Episode 2: The Girl Who Didn’t Care About Money – Or So He Thought… After three failed dates, Jonathan Okoy was beginning to lose hope. Each night, he sat on his creaky mattress, staring at the wall, thinking: “Maybe love without money doesn’t exist anymore.” But he wasn’t ready to give up — not yet. Norah arranged a few more blind dates. Some women didn’t even show up after hearing he had no car. Others came, ate, and never called back. One even asked him, mid-suya bite, if he had any “hidden assets” she could manage. Jonathan was done pretending to smile. His heart was tired. Until one quiet evening… he met Ada. They met at a roadside café where akara sizzled in hot oil and children ran barefoot chasing each other. Ada arrived in a simple gown and sandals, holding a book in one hand and puff-puff in the other. “Sorry I’m late,” she smiled, brushing her hair behind her ear. “It’s okay,” Jonathan replied, surprised. “You brought puff-puff?” “You looked like someone who might need a snack.” She sat, didn’t complain, didn’t ask weird questions — and she actually ate the food. No phone. No fake laughs. No side-eyes. They talked for hours. Jonathan told her about doing odd jobs. She didn’t pity him. She just listened. “Life is hard,” she said. “But people who keep going? That’s strength.” For the first time in weeks, Jonathan laughed — a real laugh. Ada laughed too. It felt… easy. Before leaving, she handed him her number written on a torn page of her book. “I don’t know your story,” she said. “But you seem like someone worth knowing.” Jonathan watched her walk away — no heels, no pretense, no lies. That night, he sat on his old mattress, holding the paper. He didn’t sleep much. But he smiled a lot. The next day, he called. They started spending time together — not in malls or fancy restaurants — but walking through parks, sitting by the lagoon, eating roasted corn on sidewalks. Jonathan found himself opening up. Not fully. But slowly. Ada spoke of dreams — how she wanted to open a book café, how she taught children on weekends, how she loved honest people. Not rich people — real people. Jonathan wanted to believe it. Weeks passed. Then one rainy afternoon, they sat under a bus shelter, sharing groundnuts and laughing at how wet they looked. Ada turned to him, suddenly serious. “Can I ask you something weird?” “Of course.” “If you had everything before — money, power — would you want it back?” “Maybe,” Jonathan said carefully. “Just don’t let it change you,” she said. “This you… I like this version.” Jonathan’s heart almost stopped. Could she be the one? But just as he began to hope… Norah called. “Sir… there’s something you need to know about Ada.” “What is it?” Jonathan asked, confused. “I think… she knows who you really are.”

Arsene Wenger after Arsenal win : “No matter how much life lets you down, always remember that there’s a team that lost by three goals, then promised revenge in the second leg, filmed a documentary, called themselves the King of Europe, asked their fans to pack the stadium, closed the roof to raise the pressure, and said 90 minutes at the Bernabeu is long time. And the end? They lost again at home, and got knocked out of the tournament. This is the truth : History doesn’t make the present , trophies don’t score goals, and the past won’t save you when you face a hungry team that fears no legend. #UCL #ArsenalGunnersNews

Juliet Okonkwo (E-money's wife) remembers that “When we started dating, my friends were surprised that I sidestepped all the rich guys in Lekki, where I was resident for a man who lived in Ajegunle, but I was not bothered. I looked forward to getting a good job upon my graduation from the University. He didn't even have enough money to take us back to Lagos after our traditional marriage. KCee was the one who lent me N20,000. I used it to pay our fare in Lagos.”..........Me:For those waiting for a Man to make it in life before you marry him listen!Men don't fall in Love after making money.

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"IF I REGAIN FREEDOM TODAY, I WILL DONATE HALF OF MY WEALTH TO CHARITY" -Hushpuppi declares "In the darkest times of my life, i have seen people who used to flock around me distance themselves by calling me names, that popular albino i used to fly on a business class to Dubai to come enjoy life with me was calling me a stingy person the other day. During these moments i have realised a good name is better than wealth. If i get my freedom today, i will give half of everything to charity". #Afrocania #viral #everyone #followers #virals #reels #follower

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