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Name: Max Williams


This is the address he gave me for himself:
#19 dovefield road
brixton london Sw2 5NB.

Thinking I was being smart, I asked to correspond with his mother. Her name was given as Gina Williams: This is the address she gave me for herself:
#2 london road
North poynton
Sk12 1QZ.
Northwest Manchester

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I met 'Max' on, and indian matrimonial site. He claims to have been born in Morrocco, with a British mother and grew up in Manchester. He says he has a four year old son (have kept photos of the child off this site) and previously worked as a marketing manager for a large oil distribution company and then set up his own company. We chatted on for about a month (I was trying to be careful) and then went 'exclusive' and started chatting on Messenger when he told me that he was about to set out on his first contract job - to Nigeria - about 7 weeks ago. He was short of funds at the start, and asked me for a about 2,000 British Pounds, and has since asked me to send his mother in Manchester money, and also smaller amounts of cash while he was in Nigeria. Yes, I feel stupid and so gullible to believe we had some kind of genuine connection ... I found this website after googling dating scams because I'm getting so suspicious about what he says; the continual drama of his life, and the assertions that I'm the only person who can help him. Will post photos when I receive the confirmation email. Maybe it will help another woman not to get burnt! God knows, it's too late for me.


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2009-05-26, 00:02:13   (updated: )
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2009-05-26, 00:02:13   (updated: )
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Dating scammer Max Williams

2009-05-26, 00:02:13   (updated: )
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2009-05-26, 00:02:13   (updated: )
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2009-05-31, 08:53:38
I wish I had met you before, I am one of his victims, i corresponded with him for 4 months, and unfortunately, i stupidly transfered money to him each time he asked. God bless you, please continue spreading his profile, let the other female watch out.

2009-05-31, 09:23:36
anonymous from Italy  
he is a scammer, please watch out. I will post his pictures too, yes I am one of his victims who was financially hurt, but i want to fight him and all the other fraudsters. I hope i can chat with you, but i don't want to put my email to public.
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2009-05-31, 09:25:37
anonymous from Italy  

2009-05-31, 09:26:25
anonymous from Italy  

2009-05-31, 10:01:24
HE is a scammer, i met him on eharmony website. He used the same story with me, but without mentioning that he has a child, even his mother email is the same
2009-06-01, 10:35:42
anonymous from Italy  

2009-06-01, 10:36:23
anonymous from Italy  

2009-06-01, 10:37:22
anonymous from Italy  

2009-06-01, 17:00:15 from Sydney, Australia  
Hi - it's jane again

Thank you to whoever it is in Italy who has posted the last lot of photos ... could you please write some more about your experiences and information that 'Max' might have sent you, so that other women can be warned about what to look for?

2009-06-02, 17:06:54
[hidden] from Sydney, Australia  
In some ways I feel a lot better about the whole situation because now I know that I’m not just going crazy, and that this guy is a total jerk who has manipulated me from the first contact … and then I veer off into a kind of heartsickness that all my hopes and dreams for the future have turned to dust.

Until this time last week I was happily looking forward to things that should be happening in the next couple of weeks such as ‘Max’ arriving in Sydney and taking him around to meet all the friends I have told him so much about and to visit my favourite places. He was very keen on getting married straight away and insisted that I get a copy of my divorce and a marriage license application to be ready in time for when he arrived (they are sitting waiting on a shelf!) and that he wanted me to arrange to view various wedding venues because he was planning to organise a very fancy wedding for us here in Sydney, and a simple marriage ceremony in London with his friends and family.

Here are some things that spring to mind to mention, to see if any of it is the same information that he passed on to anyone. It may help to build a profile on him – or it may just be the standard lies that he tells every woman he can latch on to?!

- ‘Max’ claimed to be a devout catholic, who prayed several times a day, and went to mass each morning when he was in London, and on Sunday mornings in Nigeria.

- His background is that his father is a Moroccan and that he was born in Casablanca . His mother is British and brought him back to live in Manchester when he was two years old. His father was a ships captain and was away most of the time and his mother brought him up almost as a single parent. He was very wild as a teenager, but as he grew up he became more self disciplined and calm eg he developed an interest in cooking! His mother and father argued a lot (his mother is supposed to have a very bad temper even though she is a strong catholic) and his father left when he was in college, and so he needed to work to support himself and his mother all the way through university. His father is retired and living in Canada and has two teenage daughters by his second wife, who is much younger.

- He met his son’s (he gave his son's name as Owen) mother and lived with her for a couple of years before Owen was born. His wife was a heavy drinker and Owen was born premature and needed to be in a humidicrib for a few months and then nursed by a woman the doctor introduced him to for the first nine months of his life. After that, Owen was raised by ‘Max’s mother in Stockport, Manchester . ‘Max’ claimed that Owen’s mother rejected him while he was in hospital for a couple of months in the ‘premi’ section and moved in with another man and has never paid any attention to Owen, even though 'Max' tried to force her to come back to live with him after Owen came out of hospital.

- ‘Max’ worked in London , travelling around doing project work and negotiations for his previous company, and went regularly to visit Owen and his mother in Stockport, Manchester . He really needed a wife urgently to be a mother to Owen and also to prove to be a stable character for his future business dealings in the oil industry. He claimed that his clients looked down on him because he was not married and that he would need to hurry up and get a wife before the next project … how flattered I felt by that! (Not!)

- The money I sent to him was (all plus Western Union fees!):
GBP 2,200 to London for him to finalise his project
GBP 200 to Manchester for his mother
GBP 100 to Manchester for his mother
GBP 100 to Lagos for him to catch a bus to Accra

The outline of the saga he told is that he said he was putting together his first project for his new company, and that he was in negotiation with a bank to finance the deal. He needed someone known by the bank to go guarantor for him, and so his lawyer introduced him to ‘Mr Baker’ who was already an established client of the bank who would vouch for him.

He really suckered me by making out I was a huge support to him and that he was doing all this hard work for ‘us’ and ‘our future’ and he explained every step along the way to seduce me into thinking that I was an important part of the whole thing … what a drama it all seems in hindsight!

At the last moment the bank insisted that he come up with a little bit more of a deposit and he said that he went to see his very good friend ‘Leon’ who he used to work with at Schlumbergers, and who he had done a lot of favours for in the past. He said that ‘Leon’ said yes when he was asked, and then the next morning phoned to say that his wife wanted a new car and that he wouldn’t be able to loan ‘Max’ the money he needed as an extra deposit. ‘Max’ said he felt very hurt because as well as turning down his request for a loan, ‘ Leon ’ laughed at him trying to put together such an important project! At this stage I thought to myself that if Leon had known him for years and didn’t think he was a good risk, then I shouldn’t either.

However ‘Max’ made a hurclean effort to pull the extra money together in a few days including his mother selling all of her gold jewellery, a loan of GBP 600 from his local priest, Father Marcel, and taking his designer furniture back to the shop where he bought it, selling his Audi sports car at a huge loss … and selling his aggressive dog to a security company. He said that he had been thinking of doing this for some time incase the dog bit his son. When he was still a bit short, he asked me for a couple of thousand pounds, and I very proudly wired him about $4,700AUD (including Western Union fees) because by this time I was completely won over and really felt like we were doing all this together … what an idiot I was!

The next problem was that Owen got sick and that he was rushed to the doctors and the hospital was demanding money, and Owen wouldn’t be able to have the proper treatment unless they were able to come up with about GBP 1,500 (can’t remember exactly). I said that I didn’t have any more money and wired his mother $200AUD (less than GBP100). Apparently ‘Max’s mother was very angry with him for putting her in this situation and embarrassed at having to accept money from a stranger and it caused a falling out between them and stopped ‘Max’ from being able to see his son. Of course this meant that I was becoming more and more important to ‘Max’s happiness, he said.

Within a days of the loan being approved, he claimed he flew from London to Lagos , and then caught an airport bus to Abuja to receive the actual loan from the bank through the bank’s representatives there. There was another big problem at that stage because the bank had decided to take out fees and charges and pay them directly to the Nigerian government department which was selling him the oil, and also they wanted to pay his bills for him rather than give him cash up front, which would leave him very short for actually filling the vessel. He blamed the bank for not allowing him to spend the money the way he chose to, and Mr Baker for not helping him influence the bank to free up the funds. Now I realise this story was probably designed to stop me from asking for my money back straight away!

Then he went back to Lagos and started the project, loading barges from an oil rig onto a vessel which was to take it to Berlin . All this while we were chatting on Yahoo!Messenger twice a day, at his lunch hour (late at night, Sydney time) and in the evenings (early morning here). We were spending 2-3 hours per day over two sessions talking about anything and everything and getting closer and closer, I thought. He told me all about the project and how he was setting things up, swearing me to secrecy in case someone else stole his marvelous ideas.

About the time he was half way through loading the vessel, I left to go overseas on holidays – by coincidence to Berlin, and then to Hangzhou & Shanghai in China. (A Chinese girlfriend married a German guy in two ceremonies!) I was also exchanging a few emails with his mother who said repeatedly that she was in a bad way because of her debt to the hospital, and she even went to visit a cousin of hers to get away from the stress. So I stupidly sent another $200AUD that I couldn’t really afford, to help her out.

While I was travelling I cut our Messenger sessions back to once-per-day because I thought it was getting way too intense, and there were so many problems such as ‘Max’ having to negotiate a separate contract with the local Nigerian community to help fill the vessel. By the way, the leader of the workers was called Agbeko. There were all sorts of negotiations, and when ‘Max’ couldn’t pay the extra money to the workers, they lured him out to the rig and kept him hostage for four hours and threatened him and beat him until he promised to pay them the money he owed them, then they took away his passport and mobile phone. He pretended that he was in fear of his life and moved from his nice hotel to a much cheaper one to escape the angry workers and because he had run out of money. All this time I remained philosophical and reminded him that I had faith in him to sort out whatever difficulties he found himself in, and regretted that I had no more money to send him. (I'm cringing just thinking about this now)

Then there were all kinds of civil problems in Lagos and the police were fighting with workers who were protesting against the pay and conditions for oil industry staff. So I sent him a small amount of money via Western Union to pay for some cheap accommodation and bus fare to escape to Accra in Ghana so that he could find a ship that would smuggle him back into England .

I pointed out that the British High Commission would look after him if he was in trouble, but he was adamant that he needed to make the trip. Also, I said I was worried about him crossing two borders without his passport (the bus trip would take him from Nigeria through Togo to Ghana ) he said that it would be OK, and Surprise! Surprise! he got through without much hassle!

When he arrived in Accra he nagged me for to send him cash for a ticket to fly home to London, claiming that he was waiting for money from ‘Mr Baker’ and that he would refund me all the money I’d sent him as soon as the project was finalised. Since I didn’t have any more cash, a friend offered to let me put a ticket from Lagos to London on his credit card. Thank God that ‘Max’ turned the offer down, or I would now be in debt to my friend!

The way things were left a week ago is that ‘Max’ had found accommodation near the docks at Tema and a job doing a stocktake on goods being loaded onto a ship bound for England. It was supposed to be going to a small port such as Exeter or Bradford and would take about a week to arrive. The Polish captain was apparently very understanding and would take him home in return for his work helping to load the ship. ‘Max’ wouldn’t be able to email me very much because the docks were a dangerous area to move around in and he would be back in contact with me when he arrived home in England .

According to what ‘Max’ told me, the vessel heading for Berlin was due to arrive today, and at that stage he would receive part payment from the client with the balance of the project fund due within a few days after that.

After sending him the money for the bus to Accra we exchanged a few emails, and chatted a bit on Yahoo!Messenger but there has been nothing since last Thursday, 28 May. I had let him know on the Tuesday before that I thought he was scamming me because I found this website and was absolutely shocked to read that other women had fallen for very much the same stupid stuff!! Of course ‘Max’ is very hurt that I would ever doubt him, and has promised to explain everything to me when we meet!

Warning signs I explained away or chose to ignore:

- 'Max's accent is Arabic/French rather than British … he doesn’t even sound like he has a regional Manchester or London accent!

- When I asked him about his, he said that it was because he was a very experienced negotiator and had learned to mirror the accent and body language of the people he was dealing with ... and that he dealt with a lot of people from the middle east. In hindsight, this has a real ring of truth to it, since he did in fact have me convinced that we were highly compatible. Within month of chatting on Messenger we would be typing the same thing at the same time and could finish sentences for one another. Now I realise that he had been studying me and simply giving me what he 'read' that I wanted. If he put this much effort into a real job he'd probably be a millionaire without having to commit fraud for a living.

- His written English is not to the standard I would expect from someone of his education, which is supposed to be a marketing degree.

- However, it got better as we continued to correspond. Maybe a second person took over writing to me? Who knows, but his grammar, spelling and vocabulary certainly improved very quickly!

- When I phoned him on his London number the money on the calling cards ran out extremely quickly – he said that it was because he was talking on a cell phone, but now I realise that I was probably paying for the phone diversion to Nigeria as well!

- He claimed his son, Owen, lived in Manchester with his mother, Gina Williams, and he said he drove to Stockport ( Manchester ) to see his son every day after work … I have friends who live in Sydney who grew up in Manchester, and they confirmed that it is about 2 hours' drive away from London.

- When I asked him about this, he said he ‘drove very fast’ and then stopped mentioning going up there every day & switched to going on Saturdays after work.

- Insisted on using Western Union for moving money, rather than SWIFTS through bank accounts, even though Western Union is far more expensive than SWIFTS.

- He described his Owens illness as 'malaria’ and when I asked him how an english child could have contracted Malaria, he said that was just a general term he used for 'fever.'

- 'Max' and his mother were in desperate need for money to pay the doctors … what about National Health? I'd heard that the situation in Britain was bad, but patients being hounded for money by the doctors??? I should have twigged then.

- Gina’s English is a bit different from ‘Max’s but still quite a low level and ungrammatical. 'Max' said that she was a simple, God-fearing woman with a basic education.

- Gina doesn’t have a phone, and no one around her is contactable.

- Gina never got back to me about her last payment to say confirm it had arrived, let alone a ‘Thank you’

- Although ‘Max’ claims to be very well organised, he didn’t know that the bank would take fees and charges out of the project money, leaving him short when he was in Nigeria running the project, or that they would expect to control the funds and administer payments on his behalf.

- He didn’t seem to be aware that the British High Commission would offer him emergency accommodation, interim travel documents and airfare back to London if he were stranded in a foreign country.

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Dating scammer Max Williams

2009-06-03, 14:49:49 from Sydney, Australia  

Here's a photo 'Max' sent me of his very good friend Leon. 'Max' sent it at the point when Leon had said that he wasn't going to loan 'Max' the extra deposit money for his project, and 'Max' was very upset that Leon had laughed at him for being ambitious .. has 'Max' or anyone else spun you this story?

Be aware that nothing these guys say is true - it's a well worn lie, designed to make you send them money.

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Be safe & happy ... dump any online scammer who plays with your emotions then asks you for cash or gifts.

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