Lies Behind Bars: The Hidden Life のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

Lila got out of the flashy car that her brother had asked her to take out. He told her that she would need to begin to establish herself in society so that people would become curious about her. The truth was that if she did it right, the price of their stocks could go up very drastically, and that was what he wanted. They were on top, but he desperately wanted to be in first position; that was the only way he could remain at the top.Lila walked slowly into the restaurant; she was supposed to meet with Arietta for lunch at a random diner that she was comfortable with, but Oliver had overturned all of her plans. When she woke up that morning, there was a makeup artist, a hairstylist, and a clothes stylist to help her get ready."All this fussy for lunch with your girlfriend?" At that point, Lila wished that she had agreed with Arietta's earlier suggestion of having lunch at home. That way, her brother would not make such a fuss about anything. She sighed when he did not say anything i

"What are you doing today?" Oliver asked as his sister sat by the table for breakfast. "Thanks to you, I have to go to meet that old woman," Lila said, taking up the toast from the pile and taking a bite from it."Old woman?""The woman from the church," she said before taking another bite from it. "This is really good," she murmured with her mouth full. "Can you please for once at like your class?" he asked, rolling his eyes. She dropped the tray to the plate in front of her, crossed her legs under the table, and turned up her nose. "I am sorry, did you want me to act snobbish?" she asked, trying to fake an accent. "No, I do not want you to act snobbish or do a terrible accent impression. I want you not to talk while you have food in your mouth," he said. She wondered how hard it was for him to take a sarcastic joke; she had made sure to sound out her sarcasm so he could know what she meant, but suddenly he was dense. "I wonder how the company survives," she muttered before taki

"Where are you?" Damien asked over the phone. "Mr. Damien Calloway, don't you think you are obsessed with me considering that we are in a fake relationship?" She asked over the phone. She had waited all afternoon for Rosa's call, but she did not get one, and since she did not have her number, she could not call to check up on the woman; her brother was being a pain and was not getting her calls. All she could do was pray that the woman was all right. If she had known that all she would have been doing all day was to lay down and not do anything, she would not have turned down Zach's invitation to lunch."Fake relationship?" He gasped as if she were making up things, and he did not know what she meant when they had agreed on it together. "What do you want?" she asked, ignoring his fake gasp and pressing her lip into a thin line. "I want to treat you to dinner, so what do you say?" he asked, and she shook her head. She most especially did not want to see him; his presence was too ov

Gray had advised him and asked him to study her as it would make her feel he was really interested in her, but he reminded his assistant that as much as he would have loved to give a tailored experience to his enemy, he still wanted to work within the time frame that Kevin had given to him. Even though he did not have all of the details figured out, he knew that, as it stands, he had wasted an entire week and had not gotten anything done. He needed to find a way to speed up the process so that he could get everything done soon. "I would suggest slowly getting to know her," Gray said, sounding just like Sam. "I want to take revenge, not marry her. Why on earth would I slowly get to know her?" Damien murmured. "I do not have enough time for all that, so I should just ask her."Gray wanted to tell him that women were like search and rescue dogs who could easily sniff out insincerity, but he held himself from saying anything. He nodded instead. "I will be ready to take any further instr

"Are you asking me to sit on the floor?" he asked again. "Well, are you going to sit there and act uncomfortable when we could sit down on the floor and act free?" she asked. Damien looked down at his custom-made clothes and wondered how she was a heiress and acted the way she did. She was sure that no one in her age bracket would act the same way. 'You are worried about your clothes?" She asked, taking out everything from the bag and seeing it up on the table in front of her. He looked up to see her set up the meal without taking her eyes off, so he wondered how she knew what he was thinking. "They are just clothes," she said softly as she turned to him slowly. "Just clothes?" he scoffed, rolling her eyes. She must really be clueless about how the world truly worked. He had to sit on a very long bench for a while before he could get the suit he was wearing, and he was expected to just sit on the floor because she wanted it. "These are not just clothes...""Let me guess it is Lux