My name was prominently inscribed on it. as well as my true name. Simmons Isabelle. The paper’s pages were crammed with pictures and personal details about me, including my age, height, blood type, childhood, and all of my phony identification documents. My history of being in an orphanage was included, along with intimate details about Iris. It had every detail imaginable concerning my life. I cried, “What the hell?!” Why had Dimitri had me look into this? I had lied to him, and he knew it the entire time. Even though he knew my name wasn’t actually Natalie, he still accepted it. Hell, they all believed the falsehood. But to what end? What do they want to get? “Fucking liars,” I sneered, causing all the papers to scatter across the floor. I had to leave, get away from all of them. There was no way to trust them! Not one of them. I fell for their antics, even though they were all liars. I skillfully slipped out of the mansion, dodging everyone’s gaze. After a long time, I managed to e