Tunde Thomas (alias Tunde Gentle), 45, died about two weeks ago from heartbreak. The two kids from his marriage were indeed fathered by a man without scruples or conscience, the current MD of FCMB, Adam Nuru who was his wife’s boss (MD) in FCMB. Tunde’s wife, Moyo Thomas
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The MD, Adam Nuru, who was supposed to be the chief
Tunde was so in love with & attached to his wife & children that he spent most of his resources on them. He took them to London & Dubai on holidays. He also spared no penny in putting them in the best schools
She then went to the extent of filing for asylum in the US on the ground of marital violence in Nigeria, against a man
Recently, he tried to pick up the pieces of his life and started another
The wicked souls, Adam Nuru and Moyo Ojo (later Moyo Thomas) have done their worst, the death of an innocent man, and their hands are dripping with his blood.
In the meantime, the family and friends of Tunde Thomas (alias Tunde Gentle) hereby wish to bring this shameful conduct to the knowledge of the Central Bank of Nigeria (CBN), the board and management of FCMB and to members of the public.
A word is enough for the wise.
N:B Tunde Gentle was buried 30th December 2020.
He died as an Executive Director in an asset management company, GDL Asset Management Company Ltd.
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