All Chapters of From Lies To Love: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Chapter One hundred and Eleven : A Night of Love and ComfortLily's POVI had not realized how fatigued I was until I looked at the time. It was already past 9 p.m., and I was still in my office, papers scattered around me and my laptop screen glowing dimly in the gloom. My eyes ached from reading all the reports I had been poring over, but I could not stop yet. The project was too important. I had to make sure that everything was perfect.Just as I was reaching for another document, my office door groaned as it swung open. I glanced up, expecting one of the assistants, but instead, Simeon walked in, his trademark expensive suit on, his hair slightly disheveled as though he'd been running his fingers through it."You're still here," he said, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed.I sighed, rubbing my temples. "I have too much to do. I cannot slacken."Simeon walked over to my desk and, without speaking, closed my laptop. I gaped in astonishment. "Hey! I was still workin

Chapter One hundred and thirteen: A Dangerous PlanLily’s POVThe atmosphere in the living room was tense. Simeon, Nelson, and I sat on the plush sofas, each lost in thought, trying to make sense of what had just happened. Vanessa’s sudden appearance at the interview had shaken us more than we wanted to admit.“How did she even know about the interview?” Nelson muttered, rubbing his forehead. “I mean, it’s not like we went around announcing it to the whole world.”“That’s what worries me the most,” I admitted. “Vanessa has always been sneaky, but this… this feels different. It’s almost as if she knew exactly where to be and when to be there.”Simeon leaned back, his sharp eyes scanning the room as if he were analyzing a battlefield. “She must have been watching us for a while. This wasn’t a coincidence.”I sighed, crossing my arms. “And that means she’s not done yet. If she was desperate enough to show up at the interview, it means she has nowhere else to go. She’s planning something,

Chapter 115: Missing Without a TraceSimeon's POVThe moment Lily departed the office, I sensed something was amiss.She wasn't the type of person to simply leave without saying anything. She was smart, prudent, and always let us know what she had planned. Today was not like any other day.Nelson and I were in my office, going over reports, when I knew it had been too long since she'd left. I grabbed my phone and dialed her.It rang. Once. Twice.She didn't answer.I scowled and tried again. Nothing."Maybe she's busy," Nelson said, but I could hear the concern in his voice.I shook my head. "No. Something's wrong. She would have answered by now."I tried calling once more. No response.Nelson picked up his phone and called her. We both stood there in silence, frozen in shock, listening to it ring. It went straight to voicemail.This was when the panic started."Lily never turns away from phone calls," I muttered, pacing back and forth across the room. "Something is wrong. I know it."

Chapter One Hundred And Seven : Desperate SearchSimeon's POVI was walking back and forth in my office, fists balled. Each passing second and no call from Lily stung like a punch to the chest.I called her. Over twenty times. No reply.Her phone had never gone for so long without a call ringing through before. She always answered at once. Something was amiss.Nelson was sitting at my desk, furiously typing at his laptop as he attempted to pinpoint her last known location. His normally calm demeanor was beginning to crack. He wasn't talking much, but I could see the stress in his shoulders. He was as anxious as I was."Damn it!" I slammed my hand on the desk. "Where the hell is she?"Nelson gasped, massaging his forehead. "I don't know yet. Just give me a second.""A second? Nelson, it's over an hour! We don't have a second!""I know that, Simeon!" he snapped back, glaring at me. "But panicking isn't going to bring her back! We have to be smart here."I massaged my hair in frustration

Chapter One hundred and nine: Trapped in the DarkLily's POVThe cold in the room's air gave me shivers down my skin. My head hurt and my legs and hands ached, but that was not important.Because the knife was in front of me.They were really going to do it.I had hoped this was a threat, that they wished to scare me, maybe rough me up a little and let me go. But now, as I gazed at the shining blade of the knife, I knew I had been wrong.This wasn't a joke.This was serious.The man holding the knife smiled as though he was enjoying this. He drew the blade down my arm, the steel cold on my skin, and I shuddered."Do we cut here?" he called out to the others."No," a voice answered. "Let's start somewhere more painful."They laughed, as if this was funny.I swallowed, my heart racing in my chest.A Dangerous GameI had to be brave.If I wept, if I begged, they would enjoy this all the more. I couldn't provide them with that satisfaction.I lifted my chin, looking squarely into the man'