The Unapologetic Boss Lady

How I Took Down a Rogue Letting Agent Who Left Me Homeless By Sarah E. Stephenson Let me take you back to October 2012, when I met a conman.  Martin Marcus was  a so-called letting agent who operated out of a sleek office in Aldgate, London. He looked the part: polished, persuasive, and professional. But behind the facade was a man who had been defrauding vulnerable tenants and landlords since 1999. I  had just arrived in London from Dublin. I knew nothing about the city, the tube system, or the rental market, and I was desperate to find a place to live. Marcus promised me a flat in Zone 1 — near King’s Cross and Holborn — and assured me it was his relative’s property. I paid  £6,536 upfront, which included  three months’ rent, a deposit, and admin fees. I trusted him. But when I arrived at the address with three giant suitcases, the woman who answered the door had no idea who I was. My heart dropped. I was alone, homeless, and humiliated. It was raining. My cre...

"Scandalism of a Conman" Post 1: "The Day I Met the Devil in a Suit" Intro: In October 2012, I walked into a letting agency in Aldgate, London, thinking I'd found the answer to my housing search. I didn't know that I was about to meet a man who would turn my life upside down. This is the beginning of my journey with Martin Marcus—a conman who preyed on the vulnerable and left a trail of destruction across the UK. Content Focus: First encounter with Martin Marcus. His manipulative tactics and fake promises. The £6,500 payment and false assurance of a flat. Arrival in London and the shocking discovery at Mabledon Place. Post 2: "Homeless in the Rain: The Night London Broke Me" Intro: Imagine arriving in a new city, excited to start fresh, only to find yourself stranded, soaked, and alone. That was me—three suitcases, no shelter, and no one to call. But in the darkest hour, a stranger appeared. This post captures the raw, emotional night I was ...