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I watched him curiously, even as he gave a nonchalant shrug. “Well, let’s say he’s the dickhead that put me in this situation in the first place. By sleeping with my ex and then spreading false lies about me,” he said, and I pursed my lips. Oh… Up until this point, I still had no idea why Liam was fake dating me publicly. Yeah, I was doing this because of my sister and ex, but him? I only knew it was some kind of PR stunt, maybe for a new movie or something, but the details? I knew absolutely nothing about that, and I wasn’t going to ask… at least, not now.

When I clicked on it, it turned out to be an expose about Lucas. The blogger claimed that Lucas was not a student at a prestigious international music academy but attended a diploma mill where anyone could get in by paying. "I took a close look at his social media. He hasn't posted anything related to music and only follows a bunch of rich kids who flaunt their lavish lifestyles. I suspect that his so-called original songs are plagiarized!" The video had barely been up for long when thousands of comments poured in. "I told you guys that he's a fraud, but no one believed me!"

“ Indeed, I did not graduate from a national university, I had dropped out during the middle of school due to some private matters, but I graduated from a university in a broad and even got a certificate in fashion and designing. I guess I forgot to show you my certificate, that's why” Bethany said with a gentle smile as she turned around to look Joanna in the eyes. Her words were laced with sarcasm. Immediately she said these words, the people gasped and murmur amongst themselves as they thought that Joanna was indeed the one who had lied. Just when everyone thought that she had concluded her statement. She suddenly turn back as if she had just remembered something else. “Oh! I almost forgo

I couldn't tell which man was real. I was sitting at my large work table, trying to make sense of a fabric sample, when the notification popped up on my phone. It wasn’t a news alert. It was a link from Lila, sent with three crying-face emojis. My stomach dropped. I knew, instantly, it was bad. The headline was from a low-end, vicious tabloid, but the content was chilling: “SOPHOMORE SOPHIA: LANCASTER’S ‘WIFE’ IS A FAKE? DID SHE LIE HER WAY INTO FASHION AND INTO BILLIONS?”

“Nothing sir. I have, all my life, been told what to do. I have been told who to be. I woke up and decided this was not for me and I had to change courses at some point. I enrolled in writing workshops and have been on that path ever since” For a second, Mr. Mike Ross began to doubt her credentials. It was absurd and unheard of. He wanted to get the truth out of her mouth. “I will call your university to make sure you studied Medicine and Surgery at the university. It is very unbelievable. I believe you know the punishment for perjury and fraud in Texas. I believe you know the consequences of your action. It is a criminal offense to forge a document that you do not have, let alone put in yo

Ilona, ​​as her friend, cannot deny her charm. “Ziyan, answer honestly! Surely you are not a high school graduate!” asked Ilona looking at him sharply. So what? Graduates from elementary school, middle school, high school, college, what's the difference? It's all about certificates!” Ziyan asked back. "Yes you're right. How high a person's formal education does not guarantee their brains!" "Then why do you ask?" Ziyan smiled. "Because I feel you are versatile!" answered Ilona innocently.

I'd been waiting for an opportunity to change that, but I never thought that would come while I stood at the altar. Armani barely nodded, adjusting his grip around my fingers. We glanced at the officiant at the same time, silently asking him to begin the fake ceremony. I wondered if it was real to him. The officiant cleared his throat loudly. "We are gathered here today to witness the union of the Cartelli and the Rizzo family." Not the loving union of two people.

Hilda sighed, realizing there was no way out of that situation. However, Henry smiled and asked, "Who said it's a fake?" "I did!" Marco exclaimed and burst into laughter. "It would be better if you showed us a certificate from an unknown university. It would've been more difficult for me to verify it. "Do you think you can fool us with a fake Hafferd University certificate? Are you trying to insult us?" 'What? Damn it! This guy must be insane! He got an honorary professorship certificate from Hafferd University?! That was extremely foolish.'

At least Roger gave me some time to reflect. “Okay, undestood. I have only one question though. What is the company's policy on lying on your resume to get hired? This is considered falsifying documents, right?” I fixed my gaze on Blair and plastered a very fake toothy smile. “This has nothing to do with the topic here.” Blair paled. “I know. I am just curious. I recently discovered that one co-worker doesn’t have the degree she attested to have. She has not even finished high school.” I looked away and put my finger over my mouth, as if I were deeply lost in thought.

He says, “The pouch has your fake IDs, a cell phone with secured contacts and some cash in it while the folder has your fake documents, which contain your partially altered identity. You got a birth certificate, a high school diploma and a certificate of employment.” I look at the papers once again and force myself to understand what’s written on them. All the certificates have my real name - Mackenzie Cortez, my real age - 22, my real date of birth - August 27, 2000. The only pieces of information that are altered are my residence, my school and my work history. I pitch my focus on the details of my falsified work history and they say that I have four-year experience doing some household c