Forced to Sign for His Lover's Crime のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Morgan Lamb's eyes glinted with malice when she caught my reaction. "Oh, so you're the one sniffing around my man, huh?"Before I could get a word in, she flipped on her livestream, shoving the camera in my face."Fam, check out this shameless woman!" she screeched, her voice like nails on a chalkboard, blasting through the hub's speakers and her online audience. "She drags some half-dead kid here, accuses me of selling fakes, and claims she knows my man. Guess her little scheme's falling apart now that the real queen is here. What's next, playing the victim?"Her words hit like a tidal wave of sewage, and the staff's whispers swallowed us whole."She's got some nerve, showing up like that. Total con artist!""Looks all sweet, but she's a lowlife, dragging a sick kid into her drama.""Can't pay up? Then don't pick a fight with the boss lady."Benedetta Griffin shook with rage, nearly collapsing. Her recent surgery had left her weak, and now her face was ghostly pale, her breathi

Morgan crouched beside me, her eyes spewing venom. "Perfect. One less headache for me."Her laughter grated on my eardrums. She raised her stiletto and stomped on my hand. Pain seared through me, my bones cracking under the force. I screamed, nearly blacking out.Benedetta's shallow gasps, the crowd's taunts, Morgan's cackling, and the agony in my hand merged into a living nightmare.Morgan leaned closer, sneering. "Think you're clever? My man runs this place, and that dying brat is nothing. Only idiots like you spin lies this pathetic."Benedetta's face was turning blue. Desperate, I shouted, "I'm telling the truth! She is Nick's sister, and I'm his girlfriend. Call him if you don't believe me!""You? His girlfriend?" Morgan scoffed. "Don't make me laugh. You're not even in his league."She dangled Benedetta's life like a bargaining chip. "Want an ambulance? Sure. Get on your knees and beg in front of my viewers."I looked at Benedetta, whose face twisted in pain. She croaked,

Nick's gaze swept over Benedetta's still form and my broken, bloodied body, but he didn't recognize us.A flicker of disgust crossed his face. "What a mess."A life was lost, and the other person was badly injured. Yet all he could muster was disdain.I recalled a time when we saw an injured stray cat in the street. Despite his usual fastidiousness, Nick rushed it to a vet, tending to it tirelessly.And he often spoke of his charity work, helping the weak and the poor. He claimed that his wealth was for the greater good, which convinced me that he was a kind-hearted person.His coldness now made me question everything. Perhaps, I had never truly known him. The man I loved was a monster.He used to go out of his way to help a stray cat and would go to poor villages to help those in need. It was hard to believe he had such a heartless side.Morgan, seizing the moment, whined, "I just wanted to build my career here. Why did they do this? They wanted to ruin me and this place. What

Nick showed no guilt for his betrayal. Far from it, he accused me of sabotaging his plans.My heart was already numb, so his words didn't hurt me. I laughed bitterly. "Nick, you've really opened my eyes!"Tears mixed with blood ran down my face, not for him, but for Benedetta, who died never knowing his true nature.I pointed to her body, my voice heavy with grief. "Young Bennie is dead, killed by your lover!"I expected shock, grief, and collapse. But he barely glanced at her, assuming it was my relative."She came here to cause trouble. Her death isn't anyone's fault but her own," he argued. "Sign a release stating she died from an illness during her stunt, not because of Morgan. Morgan is young, with a bright future. I won't let a dead girl ruin that."His indifference chilled me, his face devoid of empathy.I shook my head, my voice steady with disappointment. "I'm not the one to sign anything. You are."He frowned, irritation flaring. "It's your relative who died. What goo

Morgan's boldness knew no bounds, with Nick backing her every step.His words sparked outrage among the relatives."What do you mean, Nick?""She killed your sister, and you're letting her disrupt the funeral?""I thought you were absent from grief. You're such a monster!"Nick shrugged, unfazed. "I'm cutting ties with Jennifer soon. Her family's fate isn't my concern. She deserves this for crossing Morgan."He moved to Morgan's side, indulging her antics. Emboldened, Morgan rushed to Benedetta's portrait, livestreaming her insults. "A memorial for a dead nobody? How pathetic!"She grabbed a cola, poured it over the portrait, and stomped on it. "Cheers to a great day, fam!"My phone buzzed with an email from Benedetta, titled: [Nick, a little surprise for your opening.]It was a timed email, a gift she'd prepared but never delivered. I forwarded it to Nick without hesitation....Nick's mother, Mabel Griffin, arrived. Her face was dark with rage. "What are you doing?"Nick